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memories
Posted by: Natasha Chiang | August 22, 2011 | Leave a Comment
Memories are so powerful. They have the ability to capture those precise moments of love, hate, pain, or pleasure, releasing them at times when you are most vulnerable to feel those exact emotions wash over you.
Sometimes an airplane guards my deepest secrets and thoughts, at other times a hippopotamus. Right now, a seemingly simple bicycle guards my words. Seemingly simple because it is not; on a cover printed with horizontal stripes, one might think it was a moving bicycle guarding my pencil marks. Maybe if one was drunk enough.
I started my journal collection coincidentally. Now I write down thoughts dilligently, enshrining them in this collection of little colourful and patterned notebook diaries. For what? That will probably be the same question my great- grandchild asks when she discovers the old, dusty collection.
I am what I read and write and do. Not who others judge or say I am. Remember.