A new start.

There are things in this world that I will never understand.  How things can be in our faces but never seen.  How we throw away things that we need.  How we need things we cannot have.  We only seem to have so much room inside, once we are full things must be discarded in order to grow.  

Sometimes it is memories of the past.  Sometimes it is useless facts and figures.  Sometimes it is us.  

Old things make way for the new.  Everyone likes the shiny new thing, it is better than the dull old thing.  However, the dull old thing may simply need to be polished.

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