"I think all memories and moments have specific colors, sounds, and smells attached to them. When those examples match up the memory is recreated. A day could be U2 or Gold and Glittery. It's all based on my experience of the time. Even if I share an experience of time with someone our interpretations are different. What does their day look like?"
This is a clip from one of my old diaries. That edition of my thoughts was especially reflective and edgy. Today's post is about writing it down. What is it? It is your life. Some of the most reliable gateways into the past is the things people have written down about their life. In my History class we are learning about how it was writing and language that first real civilization into play.
Think of Anne Frank, my personal hero. Her diary of her teen life is the second most read book in the world, only because the Bible is first. Anne was incredibly honest, detailed, and talented. She wrote for herself and for her readers and created something amazing. Historians and thousands have people have learned about her and that era because Anne wrote it down.
My journal is one of my favorite things. I write in it constantly about whatever I want, be it Schiaparelli's Shocking Pink (8.13.15), Experiences in time (above, 2.28.14), or the awkwardness of teenagers (9.15.15). I imagine myself as an old woman with white hair, a cardigan, and one of my grandchildren reading my old journals to me. This is a bit cheesy and over-the-top but it's a legit goal of mine. My journal is preserving my life.
I think everyone should write it down. No one's life is super lame like they think it is. These so caled 'boring' moments will be precious and slipping one day. Even if it's a sentence a day or even a drawing. Once you start it's hard to stop.
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