Doing battle with daily dragons

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

Searching for the Sun on Tuesday

3000 miles to the west, in my parent's basement, back home in Maryland, is a box. I have, for YEARS, toyed with the idea of alternately burning or burying this box. It contains 40+ journals that I kept during college and high school. They are priceless, cringeworthy, surprising and deeply mortifying to me every time I get the urge to open the box and gorge myself on the contents.

I haven't kept a journal since I've been married. I'm sure this lovely form of catharsis must cease for many people once they put on the ring. It's for the best, I'm sure, for many, many reasons.

And yet, here I am. Again.

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