Get Organized: Memory

My room is a total mess. Clothes, posters, papers, cables and cords all around taking up space and making my room look like tornado just hit it. Garbage would be the term used for at least have the junk in my room. Something needed to be done.

I started out thinking the project would take hours of time I could have been spending doing, anything else. As I made a dent in the cleaning it started to feel good and almost cleansing. It felt like I was moving on with my life and that this is how I would be able to start it. I may have been cleaning my room, but I was really taking a trip down memory lane. Memories I had forgotten about. As I would place them somewhere else or in the garbage I felt as if certain memories could be thrown out. Like they were a simple object, but that object had a story and its own past. 

The half-way point. I feel like I have so much space now that I should have just left the stuff there than try and put it somewhere else. Although maybe the emptiness in the room could be filled with new clothes, new items, and new memories. Getting rid of old memories to make fit for the new ones. New ones some day later on I would be forced to get rid of as well to make room for even newer ones. It makes me wish I could remember everything I ever did, but in a sad way remembering everything is bad. If you could remember everything you would always be being held in the past. Never being able to move forward.

The room is organized. I feel ready to start making it a mess again even though I am promising my parents to keep it clean this time. I guess we will just have to see what happens in the future.