Fortune cookie fortunes in my wallet, promising something different, more hopeful
Half-filled notebooks of poems, short stories, random thoughts, and doodles
Books stacked in corners, worn and well-read, dog-eared, fingerprints on random pages
Gum wrappers at the bottom of my bag, with cities I want to visit written on them
Tarot cards spilled out on the floor from the box, some folded or bent
Hotel room keys in my wallet, taking up room for no reason other than to show I was somewhere else
An empty sachet of seeds opened with a list of random dates written on the inside
Broken earbuds and phone chargers all tangled together, unused for years
Faded pictures, all bent corners and frozen memories from the past
Postcards in a box, a map of places I have been, some mailed to me with scribbled “Wish you were here”
Posters on my wall, taped at the corners, the edges ragged and ripped
Sand in a bottle from a distant beach, filled with memories between the grains
Friendship bracelets, frayed and broken, faded colors collected on top of my dresser
Change filled in my cup holder, copper pennies and silver quarters, dollar bills folded over
Candles lining my bedside table, barely used, burnt wicks, waiting to be used again
Crystals littering empty spaces and corners, ready to decorate, glittering in the sodium glare of my overhead light
Vision boards covered in my dreams, things I want for myself in the future
Random keys I have no use for, brass and silver, tarnished and covered in rust
Broken bits of ocean glass and seashells, pale green, pinks, and white, from a restless ocean
Moss covered branches in a terrarium littered with dirt and dead leaves
Old diaries from different chapters of my life, stacked away in my bookshelf
Pine cones, dried out from sitting in the sunshine, lining a shelf, nature brought inside
Old band t-shirts, spotted by bleach, holes at the seams, tattered by love
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