-January 5, 2000 was sitting in the office of the BMC PRO.-April 12, 2003 was waiting for my first HIV test, fervently promising that I would never have sex again.
-April 11, 2004 was at the MMRDA grounds for the Enrique Iglesias concert.
-September 28, 2004 I was buying paper lanterns at Singapore's Changi airport.
The dates stared at me from stubs, entry passes, airline tickets, receipts, diary entries... The only reminders that I had lived through these days not in a blur or that everything was not just a dream.
Cleaning up my closet was a thing I was avoiding for too long. I am an unabashed hoarder.. so stuffed into my closet are things that should have been in the dust bin the very same day but which I found too traumatic to throw out.. restaurant bills, torn movie tickets, some ones visiting card, airport brochures, boarding passes.So cleaning it meant I had to make tough choices between the empty spectacle box or the envelope - all smudged in my pocket in the rains - in which Joe had sent the college brochures. Weighing which would be less painful to throw out - the `mini-electric' that I had ordered from a tele shopping network which never worked or my adolescent collection of underwear ads.
``You better throw out all the junk,'' my mom warns as she enters the room and finds me sitting amidst small hills of papers, broken ear phones and rusty key chains.
1 comment:
Your attention to detail when writing is marvellous - I felt I was actually there when you were cleaning out the closet.
It brought back memories - a LOT of vivid memories - thanks to your style. I would never want to go back to making such choices again.
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