Relive the past with fond memories of childhood. Savoring what I have and longing for something out in the distance. As a collector having joy with reviewing my prolific catalog of moments had and lost.

 I heard in a youtube toy collecting vid collectors chase memories like childhood. So I have many fond memories to shuffle through. Moving to Alexandria and picking up skateboarding. The build up to the climax of getting into VCU.

So having hobbies as an adult. Some upgrades in life and continued passion. Remembering public school and puberty. Or other phases I went through.

How much fun was my old bedroom. Not knowing where I'd end up in the future. Trying my best to get good grades and the allure of partying. My life as a boy in the neighborhood.

The joys of being with my family. Setting off for VCU. The coed dorms and my first apartments. Forgot about the whole Army times TRADOC or Germany.



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