I was going through some long forgotten boxes and found some of my old journals from 2000/2003, that had various rants, poems and life happenings. It’s so interesting to look back at my life and see how I’ve grown as a writer and a person. Some entries were depressing but most of them made me laugh and smile. It started a string of reminiscences and funny stories. I’m thankful for my roots.
Keep your words soft and sweet because you may have to eat them.