I reflect often on the past. Why is that? Do I have trouble letting go? Do I want to remember strongly always? I do. I want to be able to look at a photo or read back in a journal or a blog or listen to a song and even smell something that takes me back to a place I once was and will never be again. Why do I struggle so much with living with the present? It’s a conscious effort on my part to walk in the moment rather than reflect on a memory or face to the future. Grr. It really frustrates me. But I also pull from my past to create stories. And I use this a lot to get me motivated to write. And I think this is positive.
Interrupted and unfinished reflections.