upon reinhabiting your former room,
you find its closet, shelves, drawers,
nooks, crannies, and all other means of storage
utterly overflowing with ancient artifacts.
the time has come to don your pith helmet,
fetch your duster brush,
and go for a dig.
your discoveries are overwhelmingly clear:
you're too sentimental for your own good.
correction -
you were too sentimental for your own good.
you find that you've lived without these antiquities
for years,
and have not missed them even once.
all they do now is sit
and sit
and sit.
you now know far better than you did back then
that a ratty, old t-shirt, old class notes,
and all the other bits and bobs and odds and ends,
regardless of whatever sentimental value they possess,
there's better treasure to be found,
and that treasure
is
not
here.
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