This weekend I opened a box of memories and started digging into it.
It was actually a whole closet in my parents' place.
It was actually a whole closet in my parents' place.
I must admit I've kept way too many things over the years - dating back to my big brother's childhood, all the way to my yesterday..
But the emotions and memories those things brought me, will feed my soul warmth for quite a portion of the winter season.
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