'Little Things.'


I have a lot of things in my mind, some are thoughts, some are feelings, some quotes, some stories, some people, some conversations, maybe just a few words, risks, questions, dreams, but some are just things. Like my bedroom, theres little things shoved in the corners or stuck behind my bed, little things that I don't have a place for, but just can't get rid of or maybe too lazy to do anything with. There's still a reason I don't just chuck them out.
Sometimes I look around for a bin in my mind, but realise theres a reason we can't throw out memories, mistakes or just 'little things' because they are all part of the forever unfinished jigsaw puzzle called experience.  

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