Sometimes I forget about the little things I’ve saved over the years. I have a tendency to throw a lot of things in the garbage. I’m not particularly sentimental and hate clutter, so I refuse to keep every card, every letter, or every scrap of paper ever given to me for fear that one day I’ll become that old lady who keeps plastic bins full of shit that she’ll never have time to look through again.
With all that said, I have hung on to a few scraps of paper and little mementos from the travels of my youth:
