Forgetting to Remember

I don't live in the town I went to college, nor do my college friends live close to me(do they even get the internet down there in Indy?). I feel like often times I forget about my college life and interesting memories because the people that would remind me of those "adventures" are spread across the country. We are all busy having new lives in other places and don't make the time to revisit many of the details of undergrad as much anymore. Because of this, it is a fun surprise when items from my previous life just pop up out of no where. (Unfortunately, sometimes they pop out of my mouth, and I say things like "when I found the dead boy." ugh.)

Anyways, my most recent find is the Superman figurine (whose arms fly up with the press of a button) that I came across while reorganizing the basement. 'Sup', as he was affectionately called, traveled from Madison to Montana and back again with a group of us when we went out skiing for our winter break. He was in every picture we took and rode the entire trip on the dashboard of the van. I also recently found a list that E, S, Rach and I had made for what we were going to need for our first apartment on West Wash (Oh the days of mis-matched couches and mixed drinks in dorm cups). Oh, one memory leads to another, like the blue wrestling mat in our living room...mmm.

These are things I just can't bear to throw away. As much as I hate the mugs that say "I celebrated my birthday at Nitty Gritty" and the year (1996, 1998, 1999) they are the pieces of my college experience that can serve as reminders of the sometimes-forgotten parts of my past.