Sad Feelings

I get sad feelings when I clean my room. Not tidy... clean... meaning that I give clothes away and recycle lots of papers. And I love having an organized space... and that's why I do it... but I get sad because it feels like I'm throwing away memories.

I've been sorting through things a little each night this week... I got rid of a lot of clothes... and they all have memories. Like, most of the t-shirts and other tops that I wore in Florida are bye-bye... because I bought them cheep at the end of the summer last year and then wore them to death because its always summer in Florida (and at any one given time I tend to wear only enough shirts to make it to laundry day - usually 7 days - and then I wear the same ones over and over again each week... because they're the ones I like or that fit right or whatever).

So I feel like I've thrown away Florida... and Biola, too. There was even a shirt that had strong Jason memories (weird, I know... but he liked it... for weird reasons)... and now its gone... actually, it has cousin memories, too. We called it the stick-of-gum-shirt because it was a bright/dark pink... and I bought it at the mall (in Seattle? yes...). Katie, Natalie, and I had wandered off to have girl-time... I don't think Tessa wanted to be with us (we're weird)... and at the time Natalie didn't know what stores she shopped at because she was just starting to care about clothes. And Katie and I looked at her in shock, like, "How can you not know where you buy clothes!?!" So anyway... now the trigger of those memories is gone... sad feelings.

P.S. I leave for Thanksgiving in Seattle in 5 days! YAY!