old memories buried for so long, having light shed on them and bringing back the sting of innocence lost, of friendships lost, of times gone by...... of times when things were simpler...... euphoria threatens to envelope as I help my father move from the house I've lived at since I was twelve..... memories both good and bad race through my skull, and the ghosts of what used to be float around and envelope my senses....... what could have been, what once was, and what will be all thrown together in the present....... a chaotic maelstrom of hopes, dreams, sorrows, regrets, happiness, pain, emotions covering the entire spectrum of the mind........ it's only when I find myself totally consumed by emotions that I am at my most articulate....... and yet when I'm at that point, even being able to articulate these words into orders that seem so graceful, it still falls dreadfully, painfully, sadly short of fully capturing the moments which attempt to bleed my soul