I've always been a writer. Through middle and high school, I kept a journal. The thing is I never felt that they were safe from prying eyes, so as soon as I filled one up....I tossed it in a random dumpster! Now I wish I'd kept them all. I'd like to read what was on my mind...what was bothering me...what I did. What did I think was important enough to write down? I keep trying to start again, but it's so hard! Little time, no privacy, writer's block...and still I feel they wouldn't be safe. I don't know. When I say my mind is always racing, from one thing to the next, I'm not lying. I've always wondered if it's only me but that can't be possible. I wish I could stop being so stuck in my thoughts...
so I bought five new notebooks.
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OMG! I sooo know how you feel! When I turned 18, like a dumbass I threw away ALL my writings. I started writing in 6th grade, I believe. I remember WHY I did it, which is why I don't really regret it, but I would've like to read them again, at least one more time. Writers block is the worst feeling ever, but with FIVE notebooks, you have an endless possibilty for brilliance!
Well, for whatever reasons...we trashed them...so time to start anew! Actually, I started a new blog...I plan to keep up with that one...fingers crossed.
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