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May 25, 2008
I am feeling rather nostalgic this evening, as I spent much of today sorting through boxes of things decades old, saved by the me that was.

I came across reports I'd written, crafts I'd partially completed, exams I'd taken, details and photos of events Id organized. All of this "stuff" was definitely mine, yet in many cases I found it difficult or impossible to recall the time when it was relevant.

This led me to ponder, somewhat wistfully, the countless things I've produced throughout my years that mattered once, but no longer have a place, or sometimes even a memory.