Starting Over

I once had a case full of DVDs, a photo library of 6,000 documentations of the last 6 years, the pursuit and experience as a journalist, a definite picture of who i was in my mind, values, friendships with half decades or more of history under the belt, a solid home with other people looking out and providing for me, and a methodical way of life. 

They have all disappeared, by theft, accident, or mere passage into a new age of time.

I viewed each with regret, lusting to recover the lost, until it all hit me at once. It's a fresh start. I get to completely start over, retaining only that which is most important and building from there. It's a chance to break a pattern of holding on to the unnecessary and digging down to the barest roots.

I'm pretty lucky.