Since my last post, I've been in a bit of a rut. It's felt like I've been striking out again and again and again. Absolutely nothing was going right. I suppose I could have written about that, but I absolutely loath people who share their angst.-filled Emo blogs. It's been difficult to write because of that. Things are getting better, slowly. What's helped has been both literally and figuratively “cleaning out my closet”. In the past week and a half I've hashed out a lot of things with my family, reconnected with old friends and emptied out one of our down stairs closets. It's supposed to be a walk-in closet, but it's so jam packed, it looks like a regular sized one. We got rid of four garbage bags worth of junk, not to mention several large boxes, and the closet was still full. A couple of boxes and bags had to be opened, not just to get rid of stuff, but because we had no idea what was inside them. One such box turned out to contain a bunch of memories from middle school and high school. It was funny, sad and heart warming to sort through the items contained there. After going through the box, I sealed it back up, labeled it, and stuck it to the rear of the closet. I'll probably open it back up again when I have my own place and I move all my crap there.
My point is this: every now and then you need to sort through your emotional crap and stare down the good, the bad and the ugly. Especially the bad and the ugly; those two bastards need to be put in their place. Understanding that crap from the past is the only thing that can help you deal with the crap of the future.
To sum it up, crap is important because, let's face it, everybody poops.
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