Spaces

So many memories I feel I'm leaving behind, encased in those four walls that sheltered me for the last four years of my life. Every step in that empty space echoes back with voices I'd almost forgotten, of the best and worst times I have had so far. We define the space around us but it, in turn, shapes our lives, day by day, becoming part of who we are and how we feel.

No more boxes, nothing is left behind, and it looks as if I was never here. The impact is within, for I think I will carry these memories forever, as long as I breathe. This empty apartment awaits the next set of characters that will in turn be transformed, through time, around these walls that I can't help but touch as I leave, saying goodbye.

Comments

[casey]

did you ever find dustins bobafet shirt?

[sky100010]

Yup

[aaron]

good luck with the new place :)