There's someting about storing memories in an old shoebox hidden in the corner of a room. It's strange how such a simple object can carry who I was, what things used to be like, simple moments and everyone I've loved, we are all museums of the one's we loved From the outside it's just a box yet from the inside, it's everything.

Storing memories in an old shoebox
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ASTREA
you are so right! i totally feel you on this! yesterday i opened my shoebox too to search for something and then it just hit me how many things i have restored in that, memories forever to be cherished! it is so beautiful to capture your past self like that, may we never stop doing it <3