Every word, every letter. I still remember.

I wrote on the last page of my journal today. I don’t know how to feel about it. That journal holds tons of memories, thoughts and emotions. You see, I’m not really the blog-about-everything type of person. I’d like to keep most things private hence the journal and short blog posts. Also, I’d like to see blogs as a way to EXPRESS yourself (in a form of a short quote, a story, a photo or whatnot) not as a way to IMPRESS your followers. Anyway, I guess I’m just ecstatic that in some way, I’m starting over again.