Memories in a box, that, is where they all end up, and, after years and years of accumulation, we’d, run out of these, boxes, to store them in!
Memories in a box, what better place, to keep, these memories so close-within-our-reaches to access them? But, it’s, just like that pretty dress you bought, because the color was too attractive to say no to, how many times did you actually, wear that thing, I mean, actually, don’t LIE to me now!!! Not that very many, perhaps, NONE, right???
like these??? Not my photo.
That, is the same properties of those memories inside those boxes, you got them stored, piled up in the attic, and, slowly, there’s, that TOXIC mold growing in the attic, ruining everything that’s up in the attic, forcing you to, go and take that hard look through them again, to clean out what you’ll keep (hopefully, it’s NOTHING!), and throw out what you no longer felt the need to hold on to………
Memories in a box? So, how many boxes totally, huh? A million, a billion, or more, even? There will NEVER be enough boxes on this god DAMN F***ING (maxed out, remember???) PLANET, for you, to store ALL those memories you thought you should cherish in, so, just, throw them all out, that way, you’d be able to, have MORE space, for those memories of your futures that hasn’t, happened yet!
or these??? A bit, better-kept…Not my photo either!!!