Saturday, March 26, 2011

Reading What You Wrote

So there is absolutely no doubt about it that writing is beauty and art, but I'm always going back and forth between two opinions that I have about writing. A part of me loves it because if you write something, you can throw it away. It's like you've never even wrote it and it was still art but it was only art for a minute but that doesn't matter because it's still art. The other part of me thinks writing is amazing because it's like saving your life on a piece of measly paper. When you read something it takes you back to the exact time you wrote it. It feels like it's that same day and your experiencing those same feeling over again, which I guess can be a wonderfuk thing but also a horrible thing depending on the circumstances. I have notebooks from when I was in elementary school and even though most of it was nosense, it's still enjoyable seeing what mind set I was in and what I was feeling on those days such a long time ago and I hope that when I'm older than I am now I can look back on blogs and facebook and journals and see who I was now and compare it to who I've become. I have no doubt in my mind that I will probably change again; My ideas, my fashion sense, maybe my values. It's funny because a lot of the time when I go back and read stuff I've wrote, I don't even remember writing it. It's a reminder I guess that can be forgotten.

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