Some Random Thoughts
Jan. 25th, 2007 04:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rhythmaningI have spent much of today doing something that I have been meaning to do for a very long time. Indeed, it is one of the things I have been meaning to do since I first started this journal, and something I have talked over with some of you at different times.
I finally got around to transcribing some old letters. Well, since I have only just started, that should be letter (although I have a stack more to get through. I could go on and on; and I probably will).
It was an odd experience: reading what I was doing more than twenty five years ago – the summer of 1980. (Please, I really do not want to know how old you were then. Especially if you weren’t even born…) I will be posting this sometime – soon, I guess, once I have found and scanned the old photographs that go with it – so I shan’t go on about what I was doing back then. But it is strange: memory works in a very odd way. There are things that I have a very clear memory of, which I didn’t write about; and things that I wrote about that I am amazed I can’t remember.
It is odd to read back through old letters. I am not sure that I like the boy I was nearly twenty six years ago – though not a great deal has changed. I was just immature, I guess. But some of the things I said! Jeez, what a prick. (I decided to only do minimal editing – so just about all my crassness will remain for your entertainment, should you want to read what I wrote back then.)
In other news, I am perhaps two thirds of the way through loading my CDs onto my iPod (and no, it doesn’t have another name. Until it breaks, when it will get called every rude name under the sun).
It is fascinating the way shuffle throws up odd juxtapositions – OK, I know you all know this, but it is new for me. And I keep finding music that I haven’t played for a long time (some with good reason, others sounding like a new discovery – or seeing an old friend for the first time in ages.
Right, I am off to hunt through a bunch of twenty five year old slides...
I finally got around to transcribing some old letters. Well, since I have only just started, that should be letter (although I have a stack more to get through. I could go on and on; and I probably will).
It was an odd experience: reading what I was doing more than twenty five years ago – the summer of 1980. (Please, I really do not want to know how old you were then. Especially if you weren’t even born…) I will be posting this sometime – soon, I guess, once I have found and scanned the old photographs that go with it – so I shan’t go on about what I was doing back then. But it is strange: memory works in a very odd way. There are things that I have a very clear memory of, which I didn’t write about; and things that I wrote about that I am amazed I can’t remember.
It is odd to read back through old letters. I am not sure that I like the boy I was nearly twenty six years ago – though not a great deal has changed. I was just immature, I guess. But some of the things I said! Jeez, what a prick. (I decided to only do minimal editing – so just about all my crassness will remain for your entertainment, should you want to read what I wrote back then.)
In other news, I am perhaps two thirds of the way through loading my CDs onto my iPod (and no, it doesn’t have another name. Until it breaks, when it will get called every rude name under the sun).
It is fascinating the way shuffle throws up odd juxtapositions – OK, I know you all know this, but it is new for me. And I keep finding music that I haven’t played for a long time (some with good reason, others sounding like a new discovery – or seeing an old friend for the first time in ages.
Right, I am off to hunt through a bunch of twenty five year old slides...
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Date: 2007-01-25 04:41 pm (UTC)With good reason. Maturity takes time...
I'm safe to comment, as I can remember 1980 clearly. It was a bad year for me in many ways,. and I recently read my grandfather's diary for the year, and was troubled by his never-direct references to the problems. :(
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Date: 2007-01-25 09:22 pm (UTC)And that is a very good point! But I can remember feeling so confident and - well, mature back then. All the uncertainty I have has grown as I have grown older.
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Date: 2007-01-25 04:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-25 09:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-25 05:11 pm (UTC)Interested in letters, if you're happy to share them!
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Date: 2007-01-25 09:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-25 05:38 pm (UTC)Is it nice/good/uncomfortable to see what you now grew out of? *fascinated*
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Date: 2007-01-25 09:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-26 09:53 am (UTC)*walks off whistling*
On a serious note, I junked a couple of old diaries when I was moving house - the furthest back I go now is Uni and they're worth keeping for memoir quality if nothing else..