This blog, for example. And the countless others that are likely floating around out there. All short-lived, each with a different tone. Some reflective; some pointless and silly; others a mish-mash of thoughts that don't quite seem to flow together anymore.
I love rediscovering things. In rediscovering this little piece of internet, I've been reminded of hopes from recent years that were so pure and uncomplicated, and doomed to failure without proper cultivation. I like being reminded how the innocent version of me saw the world. That person had so much potential -- but would likely dislike the way things have turned out. That person would vow to never become this version of me - the cubicle dweller in a flickering fluorescent light dungeon.
Luckily, "that person" did some growing up, so "this person" can see the practical side of things, and understands sometimes it is okay to be disappointed, as long as that doesn't become the norm.
I look forward to leaving another glimpse of myself, however short or long the time span may be. Maybe I'll forget about this, and rediscover again 3 or 5 years later, and be reminded of all the good and bad that shaped the person I am "today."
