Blog 13- look in your closet ...

Its funny that this should be an assignment at this point in my life because i actually just recently cleaned out my closet, both in the literal and figurative sense of the word. You see at 22 yrs old i just started feeling like i had accumulated alot of crap, materially, physically and spiritually and i felt like i really need to purge all this superfluous baggage that weighing me down. So the other month i tore all the posters off my wall(which was covered entirely in posters) and i cleaned out everything from the past and painted it blue. Then i put back only the necessary items. All the old pictures, ticket stubs, and memorabilia i was holding onto from the past i either threw in a box or the garbage, but for the most part the garbage because i wanted to forget about it all. But the funny thing is, tho i thought i covered all grounds and was rid of all that stuff i still find little things popping up every now and then. For example i was going through my laptop bag last night, which i dont often use, because i was looking for my flash drive and thats when i came across two really old concert tickets from the band that i used to play in. Just seeing those tickets was a rush of nostalgia, it immediately brought me back to happier times, happier times that have now ended and it makes me sad to reflect upon them and think about my loss and thats why i had purposely cleaned out my room in order to avoid seeing stuff like that. What may seem to anybody else to just be two ticket stubs to a rock concert meant so much more to me. There were so many memories tied to those two little pieces of paper. The memories of my old band, which has since broken up. My old friends that i used to be in the band with. They were my best friends then and we dont even talk anymore. And worst of all the memory of a pretty little girl named nicole that used to come to every last one of our shows. She was the best girlfriend i ever had, so loyal, she was at every single show for the three years we dated and then right around the time that the band broke up, she left me too. its funny how those two things happened at once, I lost all my friends and the love of my life almost simultaneously and in less than one week i went from having evertything and being the happiest kid youd ever meet to having nothing, no one, and becoming probably the loneliest and most depressing man you will ever meet. i took the tickets and threw them in the box that i keep tucked away, which is full of similar old tickets and pictures of my band and of nicole and memories of happier times that are good for nothing now but haunting me.