Tokens of the Past

One thing I do is I collect things that remind me of parts of my life that I'm afraid of forgetting. I've been packing up the stuff that I have in storage and I've come across many things that I kept. The two things I have in storage are boxes of memories and the books for my future library.

Things I found last trip:
- SWAT badge from karate when I was in middle school
- A picture from our High School robotics trip, where I have past-shoulder-length hair
- The lanyard from my first Otakon
- The box that came with the ring I got for my 16th birthday
- The swag bag from the year I took my little brother with me to Otakon
- The Playbill from when I was in Macbeth in HS
- The folder from my freshman college orientation (with the school map)
- A receipt from my first trip to Balducci's
- My ticket to Iron Man (the first one)
- The invitation for the wedding of the first of my friends to get married

I also remembered that younger me enjoyed leaving Magic: The Gathering cards as bookmarks in books that I had completed or at passages that I particularly liked. There were two that I noticed I had marked on my last trip.

From Hemingway's Fiesta (aka The Sun Also Rises):
“You can’t get away from yourself by moving from one place to another.”
Oddly appropriate as it relates to some of my recent posts. Plus the story itself relates to the title of this blog.

From Fitzgerald's The Great Gatsby:
"So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."
Totally used this on my essay for AP English in 11th grade. Still remains a universal truth.

Lyric of the Day: Miike Snow - Animal

I change shapes just to hide in this place
But I'm still I'm still an animal
Nobody knows it but me when I slip, yeah I slip
I'm still an animal