It’s interesting what we attach ourselves to and the meaning we ascribe to objects that somehow, over years, become important not in functionality but just in being.
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Boxes of Horcruxes
This past week, I went to help my parents pack up their house. It’s a huge job, and the house is filled with tons of memories. Boxes are filled with old toys, school papers, and books. It was like going… Read More ›