My computer has long been my lifeline for a lot of things. One thing I do often is journal writing. And sometimes, once written, it's lost and forgotten, almost as if it becomes acknowledged and I can let it go. It happens more often when I'm stressed, or some other kind of strong feeling. I recently stumbled across some files from 2007, thought I'd share a little poetry I had written:
i sit
and feel nothing
but empty
when you're gone.
i wait
and feel hopeful
you will
return to me.
i smile
and feel joy
when i
think of you.
i dream
and feel love
for the
man you are.
i love
and feel warmth
surround and
infuse itself within.
©LD.Poetry2007
And now I have about 40 more files to go through, figure out where it should be stored. I started this quest of locating the beginnings of a novel .... and I've found three different files, some of the versions were revisions, so back to editing and arranging, and maybe completion!
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