Say Goodbye, Say Anything

At that point it got stowed in a storage area, where it's been for some months.
I'm abnormally fond of it, and today, I agreed to let it go. I took it out of the cheap frame with the chipped glass, and rolled it up. And then, I just couldn't do it. It's rolled up, gently secured with a rubber band, and I just can't let it go.
It's a movie poster from a college poster sale.
Let it go.
And yet.
Labels: Nostalgia
2 Comments:
I often find myself keeping things that I probably shouldn't - justifying it by saying, "some day my kids are going to think this is really cool"... Only time will tell if I'm right.
Oh keep it. I kept my Bruce Springsteen tshirt - for close to 30 years. It helps with aging memory:).
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