Here's a bunch of stuff I recently purged from my elementary school files.
Looking back I know I was sheltered, innocent, and good-natured. I was scared of anything too sketchy and trouble-making. When I heard of public high school and that it was like a "jungle" where people forced you to do drugs, I was pretty scared. I am glad I was the way I was. I did ok in school and I had nice friends. I'm pretty happy about that.
I saved so many notes and papers from my childhood. Over the years I have been whittling them down. I keep thinking I should save them for my children and grandchildren. Um... Seriously, Rach?
Now that I have memorialized these items in perpetuity (or, for as long as Blogger exists) I feel sortof ok with trashing my stuff.
And even if these pages are deleted, I really don't think I benefited from saving all they stuff.
As is often the case when I purge of stuff I have zero use for, I feel lighter and freer. New energy can flow in. Speaking of which it is time to get to the gym and do some sun salutations. Namaste to the recycling guys for picking up all my extra paper this week!