As I cleared out remnants of the past, long overdue but as the past can be, stubbornly holding on, not asking anything but weighing me down, I realized I don't need it, none of it
Some things will be carried forward but others I easily tossed away
Memories of love lost and foolish expenditures, my how the time does fly
Things that at one time held so much meaning, things I thought would always be important
Now I wonder why, or as I often do, remember thinking I don't want to decide so I just tucked them away
I expected warm, sad, poignant memories to flood me
But none came, it was mechanical, detached and quickly decided
I was pleased as I quickly tossed things aside, not a bit of hesitation
Proud I didn't feel the need to hoard, to hold on anymore
