Write my memoirs?
March 27, 2006
Last night, I had all these memories of when I was little, all the silly things kids go through, the friendship dramas that always seem so big when you are in the exchange, but looking back are just amusing or stupid. Anyway, I started thinking that I could write a book about me. Not that my stories are so important, but more of a way to preserve ideas and how my life crossed paths with so many important caring people.
Preserving this history may impact others, or may have a lesson to teach. Or it may serve as entertainment or a bridge to a past that vibrates through time. I’m not sure. It was just these very strong memories.
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