I feel like this all the time when I come across some piece of ephemera that I've been carrying around for decades, Dan. Sometimes I no longer see the need or reason to cling onto certain items, and other times I still feel the tug deep inside that says "not yet..."
And Eagle Scout pin, my ID cards from Freshman and senior year of high school, a token for a transit company that no longer would work. A grainy photo.
I have no idea who I would give this to, so it stays in my drawer. Waiting for the right time and the right person. Who knows if they'll ever arrive?
I feel like this all the time when I come across some piece of ephemera that I've been carrying around for decades, Dan. Sometimes I no longer see the need or reason to cling onto certain items, and other times I still feel the tug deep inside that says "not yet..."
And Eagle Scout pin, my ID cards from Freshman and senior year of high school, a token for a transit company that no longer would work. A grainy photo.
I have no idea who I would give this to, so it stays in my drawer. Waiting for the right time and the right person. Who knows if they'll ever arrive?