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I couldn't think of a cutesy, clever title for this post so I am just calling it untitled and putting today's date. I am exhausted. Physically and mentally. I have been going through my storage unit in preparation for shipping my left over stuff back to my apartment. I have been going through old pictures, papers, documents, birth certificates, death certifications, photos, books, letters, cards, and more. The three to five people who actually read this blog know that I am basically alone in the world. I lost my mother in the mid 90s and 11 months later lost my brother. I have both of their things in the storage unit as well mixed in with my old college papers and high school paraphernalia. It is not just a matter of getting my load down for economic reasons but for emotional reasons as well. You see, these memories have been locked away, collecting dust for over 10 years. So, yeah...it's time to let them breathe. It's hard to let go.