pulling out the skeletons

So today I cleaned out my top drawer which in a metaphorical sense is like my closet. i threw away old biology notes and english journals from freshman year all the way up to my senior year. the deeper I got into the pile the more moving and sentamental the objects got. Old notes from past girls friends, pictures and keepsakes. Old photos of friends i've made back in high school and no longer talk to or havn't seen in a couple years. There were poems and drawings from my younger years. Today I decided to start with a clean slate. I'm 18 and an adult now so i think its time i remember in my heart what needs to be there and just let go of the rest. So now that drawer is relativly empty and is ready to be filled with newer experiences and good times...