old crap is what i see when i go to garage sales.
Junk people don't want thrown into piles and labled with cheap neon circular stickers.
Piles of shirts and shorts.
Piles of electronics from the preceeding three decades.
Piles of TV's without remotes.
Piles of CD's, DVD's, records, and tapes.
Old movies, new movies, belts, shoes and bikes....all new and exciting at one time, now sit forgotten in similar piles of crap.

In 3rd grade i began living.
It was so new and exciting!
Time moved on and the new became old.
The exciting became stale.
The unkown and thrilling became familiar and legalistic.

As I search through crap at garage sales I usually always find a gem.
And much like brown is back in (long live the 70's) the old is now new and full of exciting meaning again.

Daily i begin living.