Thoughts In Translation

I forgot how cathartic writing can be for me. Writing is an art that I have not touched base with in a long time, except for academic purposes. To express one’s self with words is to open up a door of so many possibilities. I love being launched into an alternate universe or to swim in the depths of what the words bring to life. Yesterday I went to my public library for the first time in what felt like ten years. There were two nails in my tires and the auto shop I dropped it off at was down the street from where I lived, so I decided to take a stroll in my neighborhood. It felt nice interacting with the people passing by and seeing up close the buildings I used to pass by every day growing up. The library looked...sad. The shelves were stripped of everything and it was organized in a way that did not look like how it once did. There was more space, but somehow it accentuated the fact that the building itself was very small. Maybe before I was distracted by all of the clutter that I could not focus on the actual dimensions of the building. Anyway, I said hi to the librarian I’ve seen since I was in fourth grade doing book reports. I walked up and down the aisles to see how libraries even display their books these days. It was definitely limited in selection, but as I eventually gravitated towards the section of books that I normally do, I did not realize how many of them I had already read. Reading use to be one of my passions. I am guilty of having a stack of books to read in the “In progress” pile but life gets in the way and sometimes I can read maybe 10 pages at 1am if I’m feeling really ambitious. This might be something to go back to soon...I miss books. I miss writing. I’ve strayed away from this for so long. Well I’m back baby

To the end of an era. Tumblr has followed me in so many walks of my life that sometimes it’s fun to look back at where I have come. And since nobody writes on here anymore this is basically my personal blog that only I can reference to. Memories that seemed like they were yesterday were in fact so long ago. People I used to see everyday, I am lucky to see every once in a while. Everyone separated on their own journey to adulthood and it’s been a trip to see where every has ended up or headed. It’s an exciting time for everyone. Now that I am officially in my mid-20′s, I can see more clearly and try to make more sense of everything. There are things that I wish I could have done better when I was younger and maybe paid more careful attention to. I guess it’s normal being slightly careless, but it was not my intention to be wreckless. Although I did behave that way at times. It’s been eye opening to see from where I am today and I am so grateful for everything that has happened so far. There are people that I do miss and there are times when I am brought back to the past. Am I still living in the past? No, but those are the times where those memories or moments have become a part of me and I can’t help but look back and think, What a time.