Shedding

Moving is shedding sin. Not just the skin of your current life, but skins of past lives, things you held on to last time you moved, and even the time before. These are my files from graduate school and my first job. I haven't looked at them, or thought of them, in years. I recognize the research projects, completed and forgotten, but won't ever return to them. It's sad I'm not sadder to let them go, but only a little.