wrapping up the past exhausts me
it’s so physical
old diaries, letters,
framed pictures
albums in black and white
college marksheets
the gift from my grandfather
my mother’s belongings
old, but expensive clothes
I can’t fit into now
the future invites
being so light
everything compacted on a device
budgets, retirement plans,
a few apps
items in shopping carts
AI headshots
drafts and outlines of books
that live in my head
word soups posted online
(I choose to float in those, imbibe or ignore)
Digital feels
almost spiritual

I know the feeling… my poetry almost only exist in the cloud, and so do my travel… (still there are things piling up)
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Balance is the keyword 😀
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Past versus future ~~~ love both perspectives!
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Thanks a ton, Helen!
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