I remember way back long ago there was a time when I had Really Deep Thoughts about Really Big Things, and I loved to sit up late at night and think them, roll them around, write about them, get drunk on their meanings. The world was so big and so large and so grand and so rich with future promise!
And then I left my 20’s.
Oh, Journal, how I miss your sweet philosophical kisses.
We all miss the days when we were young and thought we made a difference..could change the world..then life kind of gets in the way…