nostalgia and mood boosters

I've spent the last half hour or so reading back through my old blog posts, all the way back to the first day I started blogging.

Ah, the memories.

My life was so consumed with school back then. I started blogging when I was twenty-one, and I'm now twenty-four. My life is still consumed with school. I just don't write about it as much on here.

I feel so much better after reading those posts, though. It's strange. It's like it's taken me back to a time when even though things were difficult and frustrating, somehow, they were simpler. And...it's nice to read about them.

It's also interesting to hear my voice...read my voice...whatever...as it was back then.

I sound so YOUNG.

I spent maybe an hour's worth of blogging in one post, gushing about a crush I had on a boy in my class.

Really?

Really.

It was kind of cute.

My life is much more complicated now, but I have that feeling again that I've been missing for so long and trying to get back to.

The feeling of contentedness.

It comes in the springtime, sometimes in the winter, sometimes in the fall, rarely in the summer.

But it's achieved mainly through me blogging about the way I feel and venting in that manner, and spending some time reading, drinking tea, and misplacing my mind inside of a familiar story world.

Gah, I've missed that.

Currently, I don't have any tea around me, but I've blogged, read old blogs, and I'm caught up in the story of the Hunger Games.

It's a good feeling.

I'm glad to have you back, old self.