Looking through old things

[gwalla]

Last night I looked through a few old composition books that were mouldering in the wall-mounted basket by my bed. I used to write down ideas in those things all the time as a kid.

Damn, I was filled with lame ideas when I was little.

Not all of them were bad, of course. But I was dismayed to find that right up through high school a lot of the things I'd written down were unsalvageable crap. Especially attempts at song lyrics...gah! Horrible.

Comments

[maggiemarmalade.livejournal.com]

Flowers grow from garbage, Gwalla.

[gwalla.livejournal.com]

Not if it's toxic.