I keep my old notebooks. At least the interesting ones with doodles almost on every page and scribbled thoughts on the last pages.
Going through some of them, I was reminded of this one habit I had as a child - of listing down the names of my closest friends. I remember it doing every year, sometimes sitting in the classroom, sometimes at home late at night. Sometimes even more than once a year. Helped me stay clear with who means what and why (although the why was usually unwritten).
It was funny going through it. Refreshed so many names, ignited so many memories. Still in touch with most of them but a few important ones (at least then) lost somewhere. Strangely, given the me that I am, I feel no regrets. Eerily comforting.
Tempted to try this listing exercise tonight too. However, might do it on the notepad on my phone. Friend list, new style!
2 comments:
:) I did it too. Can relate to the line about not regretting most of what I've left behind. Strange.
:) Maybe growing up
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