I was taking a walk through my past and I noticed something interesting. I think I left and lost some part of myself when I tried to change my personality into this more positive, happier and optimistic person. This kind of change shouldn't be a bad thing, but I feel like with that part of me gone, along went with it some of my creativity.
I bid goodbye to my emo and poetic self, and said hello to my happier, but more rigid self.
I find it hard to want to maintain my thoughts and memories of things that happened in the recent times, because I can easily forget them and not be bothered by them that way. So I get lazy about writing a diary and making notes of my day, things that were an inseparable part of my life in the past. But I feel like it's such a waste, to let those memories slip away...
Out of nowhere I'm writing this, as if I haven't already got enough on my hands. Ah. I am a really confused person.
