discarded pieces from days long past crumpled memories wallowing in the absence of sunlight a welcome respite for spaces ,places and times that dredge up bittersweet ache on the blinding blade of a shovel let them lie in peace just a bit longer and perhaps the next excavation will find me stronger.
Those things you have to sort out as time goes by because you could not let them go, even just digging through lightly brings back both welcome and unwelcome reminders of those tangle of moments & memories we call our lives..