Rob's Blog

Nostalgia
15th Sep 2006 08:09

I didn't grow up in this room. In this new office of mine. It's rather new to me. I've only worked in it for 4 days. I've slept in this room at most two dozen times since my parents moved here. But I'm trying to settle in and it's damn hard not to feel nostalgic and a little bit odd. I've got so much of my life either in the bags that I've brought with me, or hidden in the boxes, drawers and even the furniture that this place was already crammed with. I don't have a very good office chair. It's one of the old wooden chairs from the kitchen in Acton. I think we've had them since I was born. It's odd to sit here in front of my new laptop, with my 'certificate of incorporation' for Fuelled on Coffee Limited hanging on the wall in front of me, and my bum perched firmly on what may very well be the same chair I ate dinner sitting at every day of the week for the first eighteen years of my life. In fact, odd doesn't even begin to cover it! I remember getting this desk when I started high school (yes, Hazel, 'high school' not secondary school ;)). It's downright bizarre, and that was before I opened the desk drawers. Memories of years gone by literally just sitting on top. Christ, I've got love letters from Jenny in here! I was 13! These desk drawers contain, amongst many other things, the following trinkets from the past: a national record of achievement, a sealed scouts 'survival' kit (in a Dunhill tobacco tin), the self-laminating cards I once used to fake a college ID so I could buy cigarettes, my brothers lock knife which I remember accidentally cutting myself with when I was about 10, a Sega GameGear, my first (and only) BB gun, the calculator I used for my GCSE's... and oh so many other bizarre trinkets from the past. It made me realize that rather than moving on, I just turned my back to it and closed my eyes. I just upped and left and went to University never to think of it again. I left the old me scattered around the old house, and somehow I didn't expect the remnants of that old life to ever return. Needless to say that despite the ever growing list of work to be completed by the end of the month there's a significant amount of time which is going to have to be devoted to clearing away my youth once and for all!