I just found out I once blogged. How embarassing.
Oh, it was a required blog for a marketing class at UCSD? OK, that's not as embarassing.
It's like saying I joined an online dating site because my friend signed me up. I had no choice, really. ;)
I read my old posts and felt a mix of:
Love for my old self
Embarrassment (lot's of that going on today!)
And most strongly....a yearning.
But for what??
I can't quite put my finger on it. I'm aching for something. It's like I miss my old self. I don't want to go back in time, and I don't have any regrets....so why do I miss my old self? I'm going to ruminate on that, something's there...