Long lost Journal (part 1)
Recently, I went to the wedding of a friend of mine and had a delightful time. Once it was over, I had this weird feeling that I couldn’t shake. Finally, just earlier tonight, I powered on my backup hard drive and did a search for anything I had relating to this friend’s name. Magically (like computers are) I was shown an old, old friend of mine: my journal. Now, you should understand that this journal is truly sad in comparison to other journals. In total it is only 5 pages with 14 entries, but they’re… rich!I’ve read through them all, once again, and will be choosing a select few to show here. The reason, you may ask, for me posting them here is that they offer a glimpse into what I was like that many, many people did not know about. Even if you knew me then, these entries might show you something new or explain something about the ‘me’ I may have been hiding then. Honestly, the raw emotion I put into these was even lost in my memory until I re-read them.The first is rather short,