i like the little “one year ago” links that some online journals have, i really do,if only to underline that life doesn’t happen in these static shots – “that was me.” “now, this is me.” “later, this will be me.”
researching my own “one year ago” has been entertaining. i have delved into paper-journals and the tandem archive, into old email and old letters …
one year ago, i was in birmingham, in therapy, and on medication. i was angry at just about everything, and shutting friends out of my life because i felt that i had nothing left to give. one year ago, i took off my old watch and my old necklace and haven’t put them back on since, although now i know exactly where they both are. i was still a smoker.
discovering the big changes within the past year has thrilled me, because i believe all of them have been positive ones. and some things haven’t changed at all; writing them down here is like trying to focus on one star in many: it’s easiest to be patient, let your vision blur, and see them all.