Maybe it's just me, but I believe that there is a lot of pattern in life. Few examples: It seems like deaths group together, good things run together/bad things as well, and when I used to cashier I would get certain types of people in a day, and other types in a different day. It was eerie how it worked, sometimes I would get 3 people in one day who would all have the same question, and I would never hear the question again for as long as I cashiered there. Everything groups together.
Tonight, my neighbor was reading to us some of his personal poems he had written, I was simultaneously talking to a friend who was telling me about the stories he writes as an english major, and I got in to a separate discussion about diaries which sparked a conversation about the past with an old friend. Like I said, patterns. And it made me wonder where my old poem book, quote book, journals, and the latest aphorism book went. I went searching and found my journal from when I spent time living in a campo in the Dominican Republic. Reading what I wrote then, I realized a few things.
-Documenting important pieces of your life is invaluable. Especially if it is something you can share with someone else by living it out. By having this written down you can take the most important thing the mind can formulate [memories] and remember where you were at then. Memories are all we have of our pasts and by reading all the wonderful things I had to write about, I realized how much I had forgotten since then. By rereading it, it brought it back and made me recall what I took from the experience. What made me want to learn spanish, what made me think hard about poverty and how God could allow people to be born into such hopeless situations. It made me differentiate between using the word Blessed ...Am I blessed for having more? Such statements need to be thought out, lest we make such statements and unbeknownst to ourselves, invest in ignorance.
It makes me believe that everyone has their story. If you sat down with someone and truly talked about what was on both your minds...there would be a hell of a lot to say. If you think about how you go about life and how you are able to react and function in certain areas, it is because you have already thought about it prior to experiencing it. Maybe this is 'shock therapy' for life, but seriously, think about it...we all have a good chunk of time every day where we are by ourselves, and what do you do? YOU THINK. Maybe it makes me a nerd, but it's fascinating to think about what infatuates peoples' minds. Do certain people worry about school and think about class throughout their day? Do they think about what they need to get done/haven't done? Do they turn recent-past experiences through their minds in order to evaluate them? Do they think about certain people? Maybe it is a little bit of all of these, but there is a lot going on with memories and thoughts and past-present-future. I still think about people from my early childhood who had an affect on me growing up. Sometimes, Something will happen throughout the day that will remind me of a different time I had already experienced. To this day I dream in my old house because that is where I grew up and had so many memories, and sometimes people I haven't seen in years make appearances in my dreams/memories. I don't know why we think about certain things, but maybe it takes a certain consciousness of looking at what you think about when you are alone and just daydreaming/pondering. I think this could tell us a lot about ourselves--by what constantly invades our thoughts.
This blog is a cluster of messy thoughts, but the synopsis is something like this:
Never forget to remember. Always remember what was important to you then, because chances are, it made you who you are now.
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