some make the tears press against your eyes
some provoke laughter, bubbling forth
some make your heart chasten with revoke
others make your eyes shine bright with mirth
some you hold close
some you push back
but when it comes to memories
there are more good than bad
memories, (c) haley jane
Recently I pulled out my shoebox, shuffled through the notebooks, loose papers, and notes, to find my old journals. I browsed through entries that sometimes seemed like another person had written them. Most of them, I just laughed at myself, because believe you me, the majority of them are hilarious (ah, the ideas of my ten-year-old self). Pictures of people and places were dusted off in my mind and I stopped to savor each thought and memory. I went back and found highlights that I had written down a year ago from same exact event that had happened earlier that day. The similarities were amazing. So I opened up my new journal and got out a pen and scribbled down highlights like I had the year before, then resolved to do it more.
How about you? Do you ever look through old journals?