Packing

I have a couple of perplexing question as to my future in the coming year. One of them is in regards to my belongings. What am I going to do with them? There are very few things that I will be able to bring with me to Dominica. Everything else must be packed and stored. Where and with whom, I do not know. It is because of this uncertainty that I've began packaging my life into discrete little boxes. Today I have been packing photos, old letters, and other precious items. In browsing over them I came upon a poem and a picture that an ex-girlfriend, my Fair Maiden, gave me some years ago. The items are without value, but I still treasure them.