Cleansed By Fire.


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Today was one of those dramatic days where I took my cue from the soppy silver screens.

Much time was spent today packing and there was just so much junk unearthed. Bleached receipts, pay slips from 2001, phone bills from the days of yonder and some other papery substance that should never exist ever, ever again.

After an hour of being the human confetti maker of invalid documents ... I remembered this was the Seventh Month, probably the only time of the year for sanctioned arson behaviour. With the joss paper bin, a handy dandy lighter and plenty of fuel to spare; a magnificent fire was set.

Paper turned to ashes immediately, tracing paper contorted to a crackling pile before combustion point, felt burned to a crisp ... it was therapeutic to watch pieces of my history disappear slowly as the hungry flames devoured my sorrow, my naïveté and my youth.

Goodbye and thanks for the blaze.

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