So I was doing some hardcore spring cleaning today; going through boxes upon boxes that hadn't been opened since we moved house. Anyway, it was pretty unremarkable, though I did find a lot of memories that were painful and precious in equal measures. What I also found was this little folder, with nothing written on the front or anything. But inside were all these stories and poems that I'd written for school assignments as a kid(like, less than 10 years old), and I, of course, read them all out of curiosity. Of course none of them were great, but it was just such an amazing feeling to look back to how it all started, how far I've come, and even how passionate I was all that time ago. I can say that blocky sentences, forced rhymes, and arbitrary line breaks have never impacted me so deeply. I threw out a lot of memories today, but being able to look back on myself in such a tangible way made it all so worth it.
Have you ever discovered any of those old, forgotten writings that bring you right back to the start of memory lane?





