I have a journal…
A journal with many entries that reminds me of what happened in the past. Things that I wouldn’t be able to recall if I didn’t write it down. Little bits of all of the emotions that I have felt in the past can be felt again through the words that I have scribbled on one page to another.
Some entries have traces of tears on the pages as I wrote them with sadness. Some entries on the other hand has movie tickets and admission tickets glued on them as I went to these places with someone who accompanied me. People who I still talk to or… people who I no longer have interest in knowing about their existence.
It’s a very odd… being able to feel all the emotions at once as I sit here and read these entries.