So, obviously I've been watching my family throw stuff away. Stuff 10 or 15 years old. It was really heartbreaking, mainly because we kept so much crap over the years. The first DVD-player to ever hit Venezuela, the first CD-Burner to ever hit Venezuela, hundreds of old CDs, my baby stuff and my old toys (it felt like a cruelty to let that go), and so much more.
Today it was my turn to get rid of stuff, after a sad, sad day, yesterday. I said good-bye to a girl that's been filling up as my big sister over the past two months. So today's been all about memories for me. I found an old CD from No Use For A Name, and its first song made me fuse both of my good-bye memories:
Have a listen (please don't mind the Gundam Wing video):
It's too late to talk to you
And it's too soon to say good-bye
Listen where ever you may be
You still live inside my mind
Something tells me that you are free again
In a place that feels like home
It's never easy to understand
Why memories hold our hand
But people let go
I really, truly, absolutely and completely will remember yesterday forever.
Ugly picture, beautiful memories.
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