I've found things from over a decade ago stashed in my room...
Pictures of friends from Trinidad that I don't talk to anymore.
Toy aliens from my obsession years ago in Binghamton.
Resident Evil figures that are all 'action' and shoot arrows from crossbows, I forgot I had, and all manners of monsters.
I finally found my trusty Phillips and flat head screwdrivers that took apart my computer and came in handy often in my life.
There's a letter from Gentian with pictures of Trent she sent to me ages ago when I was still in love with the man...1994 to be exact.
Two Dilbert comics collections I vaguely remember we had, copies of Calvin and Hobbes' books and a giant Word Seek we bought sometime...why? I don't even know. Were we traveling? Or was it just for fun? We love that sort of thing and I don't remember why we have it.
Drawings of my characters I'd forgotten I'd made and safely tucked away. I wonder how long I've been drawing the same 9 or so characters I've loved? I've loved them for a long time apparently, much longer than I can recall.
I even found a drawing that H1 did of Thomas the cat and Heebie-Jeebie the mouse (I tucked it back into hiding H1, so I won't be digging it up again anytime soon).
But of all this shit in my room, I can't find the one thing I set out to find.
I tore the damned room apart and I still don't know where it is...
I want my picture of my Brian that I took.
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Currently listening to: "The Burdened" by Takeharu Ishimoto, from the Final Fantasy VII: Crisis Core soundtrack
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ReplyDeleteSorry beetchie. I wish I could be around and help you dig around in your room (and I wouldn't even swipe anything!). No worries though I'm sure it'll turn up soon!
Thanks Beetchie.
ReplyDeleteH1 says you lie though, you'd still swipe stuff.