When I was in high school, I wrote nearly every day in my LiveJournal. Sure, I might have changed accounts over the years but even now I can go back to that original journal and all the memories come flooding back – good and bad.
Back then, every post title was a line from a song I was listening to. I still remember my favorite line from just about any song. It was by the Ataris, called Takeoffs and Landings.
“The runway lights are the deepest blue like the colors of your eyes…”
That song to this day is still one of my favorite songs.
But every time I hear it, I’m sucked into looking at all of those journal entries and it takes me back to a really tough part of my life. Bittersweet memories mixed with how naive I was.
There are times that I wish I could reach back and comment to old Bess. “It gets better – you don’t have a limit of 5 boyfriends max for your life.” or “This too shall pass” or probably the most important: “In all things, be kind” and to not be such a depressed ball of fluff.
In any case, I’m trying to get back into writing more than only writing with a purpose.
Day 1. Post 1. Done.
I guess when it comes down to it
Being Grown Up – Isn’t half as fun as growing Up
These are the best days of our lives
The only thing that matters
Is just following your heart
and eventually – you’ll finally get it right.