I used to write a lot at an old job of mine. I worked in a huge freezer, and it was very cold and lonely. I also went through a huge breakup at one point. I have held onto the papers until this past week. They filled a huge reusable shopping bag. Most of what was written down was just the ranting of a young angry kid and I felt so far from the words I wrote. Some of it was laughable, and I just couldn’t relate to that person, or what he was feeling at all. Even though that guy was me. Some of the things still made me feel something when I read them, so I’ve collected what I felt was worth keeping from 2012 to 2014 (roughly), into this small five page PDF called FREEZER SCRAPS.