tales from an ordinary world

2003-01-17

I plunged into the depths of my cupboards. More old clothes. Some of these I haven't worn for 7 years, but I can't let them go just yet. I managed to part with my lab coat, though - it's a few months away from 10 years since I quit Chemistry.

But the diary. I saw an old notebook and opened it up to find a diary that I forgot I'd written, from the end of high school to a few years later. It's depressingly paranoid and inward-looking, and it's a good thing I didn't discover The Smiths until I was 19. I'm a fairly sentimental person (I have a lot of objects I can't bear to throw away), but I feel I must burn this book. Sometimes it's better not to remember where you've come from.