tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262595860555175969.post332477230731840967..comments2023-07-07T06:02:48.493-04:00Comments on mystical visions and cosmic vibrations: what does it take to fulfull a dream that changes every day?Steve Mitchellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085761539444422573noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262595860555175969.post-65762292471388559252008-10-18T10:32:00.000-04:002008-10-18T10:32:00.000-04:00ah, steve, how strange that you wrote this recentl...ah, steve, how strange that you wrote this recently -- I did the EXACT same thing yesterday. I had to turn on my old laptop (which I haven't rebooted for at least 6 months) to find an old short story that was on it, & I found loads of documents with journal entries in them, just sitting there.<BR/><BR/>what have I done with them? nothing. I suppose the point of journaling is getting out the words - not so much re-reading - but, I found myself thinking along the same lines as you. who was this person? am I so different now? I think I am, but i'm not so sure - if I were in similar circumstances, wouldn't I handle them the semi-same way?<BR/><BR/>& I love that clip. it's my favourite, along with the mayonaisse story. ;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262595860555175969.post-21061497788870093182008-10-18T08:45:00.000-04:002008-10-18T08:45:00.000-04:00You know, when I was reading the story I was think...You know, when I was reading the story I was thinking about "How am I not myself?" and then you posted that clip... hahaha.<BR/>I do wonder sometimes if we compartmentalize our brain to hold things we don't want to remember about ourselves.katiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05452156559612888592noreply@blogger.com