I've spent most of the day going through boxes of stuff I haven't seen for 3/4+ years. Its like looking into a time capsule. Crazy how much I've changed; how much my life has changed since then. Looking through pictures, listening to CD's of old bands..... and I thought I had it all together back then. All of this leaves me wondering who am I going to be by the end of this trip? How much will I change... will I still be me or a completely different person? So far, the hardest part of this has been to figure out what stays and what goes. I found 4 skateboards, 3 ipods, 2 old cell phones, a cd case with hundreds of cds I'll probably never listen to again. The cell phones are full of old text messages/ pictures from the past. What do you do with all this stuff? The things that used to be so important to me but now have no place. Even the simplest things like keys on my key ring, I have 2 left ( one into the building, one into the apartment). Soon, I won't have any keys... Its really not about keys, its about what they represent. There's something about having a place to come home to... and keys remind me of that. I guess I just have a lot of mixed emotions. Getting rid of your things is like getting rid of the memories you associate with them... what you were into, what you wore... Its kind of like a do over... or maybe more like a new season in life.