the clock is ticking on my summer,
so i'm finally getting some projects
underway...
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| this one was my mother's; she passed it along when i was in college |
we have a great house
with TOO MUCH storage space
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| no degrees from here (tho' my mother has one) |
every possible available space
that isn't a living area
is captured as storage
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| another from my mother |
how fabulous!
said we
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| this one was mine; tenth grade in Cambridge, England |
& promptly
filled it UP
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| very very fond memories of going to the first few Eno River Festivals back in the 1980's |
so, one by one,
i am going through
these spaces
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| legitimately mine x two |
no more what ifs
or maybes
or just in cases
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| one of many from college (though not all kept) |
but....
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| too cutsie for me, but i wore it |
we are sentimental folk
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| one of my favorites |
who love the memories
held by our things
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| i was a psych major |
so while i donated
my 90's vests
(oh, the fashion)
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| a turning point for me, sophomore year in college, after a rocky freshman year |
i am keeping
these faded, yellowed, stained, painted-on
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| junior year in Sevilla...thanks Mom & Dad! |
t-shirts
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| i left in 1990, but these were sold in anticipation of the Seville Expo |
that chronicle
my young adulthood
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| the location of my first real job...& what started my love of OT |
i've folded them better
than i did before
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| he went there & brought me back this t-shirt (but i've been there, too) |
duly documented & blogged
(hello)
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| his...i stole it |
& will tuck them away
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| our dating hang-out when on his turf |
for what?
they aren't cool concert shirts
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| i know way more about music than i ever thought i would - but i'll never know as much as he does. |
(well, a few are)
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| his favorite...my very faded autograph |
mainly
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| before they went to Europe & stated their opinion |
they are place-holders
to remind me
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| absolutely no recollection of this place. they all run together after awhile. |
of the sounds, smells, sights
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| possibly not mine. but i've been there! |
& feel
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| his job & a huge part of our early parenting years. |
of these oh-so-brief
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| preschool years for my two |
years of my life
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| nine years of my life (& 6 of each of theirs) |
someone else
can give them away.
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| one of the solutions to my mid-life crisis = become an OT |
i climbed out of
my t-shirt wearing days
by going back to school,
getting a job,
and developing a
middle-aged
silhouette.
but
i still have
a few favorites
in my closet:
a faded purple frank lloyd wright one;
a hot pink OT centennial one;
a soft blue one with the outline of
state of north carolina
& the word
HOME.
