Cluttered to rafters
Where to keep all the new stuff?
Something has to give
n.b. How does one keep track of a lifetime’s experience? What is retained, what forgot? What is important; what not?
Memories of long ago can resurface at the slightest prompt. These can be matters one had not held consciously for decades. Why do these reappear now?
One moment recalled can lead to a string of recollections, not always welcome, nor happy, yet sometimes funny, or joyous.
If we cannot forget how can we move on in life? The ability to forget is a gift too.
We all edit our life stories in the re-telling; to ourselves first, then to others. Who are we? Who we remember, or how others remember us?
Now, where did I put those keys?