Thursday, July 3, 2014

Cleaning Nostalgia

lights, string lights, home sweet home, cross stitch
As I prepare the house for it's blog premiere,
I discover a phenomenon I dubbed 'cleaning nostalgia'.

The haphazard way a picture frame hangs,
always slightly off.
The wine stain from a night of tipsy hysterical laughter with friends,
 hidden behind an autumn only to be forgotten until now.

The collected dust hidden behind a knick-knack 
that got forgotten in the clutter of organization.

I always found dust to be oddly romantic.
It gathers with the passage of time,
and you can clearly see 
when things have been disturbed from their dusty rest.

It's all too easy to get wrapped up
in thoughts of passing time,
and the great memories the past holds~



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