I have so many drafts — so many written posts I’ve found randomly crammed between long-forgotten notebooks of color-coded organic chemistry. “Remember to breathe,” one says. A fun and useful little surprise I guess. And perhaps also a reminder to myself as a lament over the many, many chemistry mechanisms I had to learn. There are hundreds of tiny memos in my phone app that capture my fleeting thoughts, a passing idea I found so important in the moment I just had to write it down so I wouldn’t forget. More litter the drafts of my medium posts, my notion app, on my desktop. In the chaotic mess of my mind’s word vomit, finding these little forgotten nuggets of wisdom make me smile.
Here’s something I wrote in July 2018, 2:35 AM-
“Setting something, a rule for our lives
Resistance, the root of unhappiness. Stunts us and makes us less than we are: procrastination, doubt. The antidote is consistency”
To be honest reading this now I laugh because it just seems like a jumbled mess of words and I’m 70% sure I might have been high while writing this but it makes me happy to see these words written down. I had such an important epiphany I whipped out my phone and recorded down as much as I could think at the moment. These drafts, forgotten words written represent a snapshot of my life. And when I stumble upon them weeks, months even years down that line, I am reminded of who I was in that moment and how far I’ve come because it's always a little bit hard to remind ourselves how much we’ve grown and overcome life obstacles when we’re so caught up in the moment. Here is another draft I will forget that I wrote at some odd hour of the day and perhaps when I chance upon it sometime in the future I will post it for someone out there to see.
- And yes, reader, if you’re wondering, or maybe not bc idk if anyone reads anything i write, I wrote this in January 2020 and found this again in Nov 2021.
