Three years ago, I met a boy who was then my “one great love.” He taught me about focusing on self-improvement, progress, and believing that I was precious, ergo I deserve only the best.
As I was passing time, I read thru my old secret files. I’m glad I wrote down every memory I could. I knew that my internal memory would eventually fail me.
To crystalized moments! And knowing where to find the things we must go back to especially in times we forget who we are.