Basements can be so interesting.
Memories stay there, boxed and covered by dust, but some day you open one of these boxes and find again what you’ve forgotten.
Normally you just pack it up again and forget them for other 10 years, but that moment when you find something there’s always a memory attached to it and it’s always hard to throw it away.
Why? do you fear to loose that memory in the bin?
Our memories are stored in those things becuase they are part of us or we put a bit of us in them.
They are like small wireless hard disks.