Boxes

Packing boxes to find old treasures long forgotten.

I find: that old black and white picture, a vase from Mum’s place with purple orchards, a trinket with sentimental value from school, and the plaster from my broken arm.

I’m staring into space thinking about the memories awakened, as the feelings start to rush about.

Sniffing the items a little;

Sneezing and crying.