See what I've seen

Open the box and you will see who you were and what you were. I hold some writings and photos for the memory's sake. Sometimes when I tidy my personal goods I come across some. The result often stuns myself. "I opened the box and I saw who I was and my past" perspectives, thoughts, values, good moments, painful times, bitter tests, dreams: some change, some remain. I like to ask myself a question at that special moment "would I say the same thing or do the same thing now?" I can empty the mind for the moment and let the memory take space, just to put myself to the perspective of the previous me. I want to see what I saw. I want to see what I've seen. I want to know what changed me.