Cathartic

A long long day spent in the loft going through 19 years of life. Lots of lows as I waded through happy and sad memories which have come to an end. Big trunk of children's clothes made me wail.
However my loft is empty. I contained my crap nostalgia into two trunks and a box of records, meanwhile my ex's managed to fill the entire Touran which has now become his.
Here sit the two cars, old and new.
Tough but cathartic!