Finally decided to put in order some stuff which I haven’t touched for some years, something even for five or ten. It’s so strange to reread old greeting cards, letters and love letters from people I don’t see anymore and probably will not ever again.
Heh, found also one which I wrote, but never gave away. Letter for guy which I saw every morning in the train when going to school. Almost 5 years had passed and I reopened it just now. He even had wedding ring on his finger. Don’t remember why then I was about to do such a crazy thing. But then I moved away and since then there is no train in the mornings, just buses and buses, and buses.
Maybe you should go to your shelf and check whats there? Are there demons or unfulfilled dreams?