Feelings Felt
Monday, September 23, 2024; 3:30 PM |
My blog is always an open tab in my phone and every once in awhile I would open it and read a few posts in random. A few days ago I read this one:
It was interesting to read about the people (hawker stall owners) who were part of my daily life when I was 22. It’s been more than 10 years ago and if I hadn’t read the post, I really wouldn’t have remembered them, my interactions with them and the way they made me feel.
It’s nice. It’s nice to have a digital diary for myself to look back on every once in a while. It’s always nice to remember, to reminisce and to feel the feelings my younger self felt when writing the blogposts.
For many years I felt I’ve lost touch with writing, was too busy to write and just didn’t have much to write about anymore. Maybe it isn’t that, maybe I’ve just forgotten how to find the goodness in each day and be thankful for it. So I’d like to pick up from where the younger Anne who reflected often left off, and every once in a while update the blog so that future Anne will always be able to feel and re-feel those feelings of gratitude, excitement, exhaustion, hurt and love she feels in different seasons of her life.
Feelings Felt
Monday, September 23, 2024; 3:30 PM |
My blog is always an open tab in my phone and every once in awhile I would open it and read a few posts in random. A few days ago I read this one:
It was interesting to read about the people (hawker stall owners) who were part of my daily life when I was 22. It’s been more than 10 years ago and if I hadn’t read the post, I really wouldn’t have remembered them, my interactions with them and the way they made me feel.
It’s nice. It’s nice to have a digital diary for myself to look back on every once in a while. It’s always nice to remember, to reminisce and to feel the feelings my younger self felt when writing the blogposts.
For many years I felt I’ve lost touch with writing, was too busy to write and just didn’t have much to write about anymore. Maybe it isn’t that, maybe I’ve just forgotten how to find the goodness in each day and be thankful for it. So I’d like to pick up from where the younger Anne who reflected often left off, and every once in a while update the blog so that future Anne will always be able to feel and re-feel those feelings of gratitude, excitement, exhaustion, hurt and love she feels in different seasons of her life.
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