Tonight, I was reading some old AIM conversations I had saved. It was very fun and somewhat enlightening reliving some moments. It’s kind of like looking over old photos, or reading my old weblog entries, but still entirely different. Instant messenger is more candid — and by that, I mean both spontaneous and honest. Moreover, looking back gives you a completely different point of view.

Mostly, it made me realize the vast wealth of experiences I can tap into as a writer. Even though I’m only 18, and feel like I’ve done nothing, I can still find things to write about.

I’m not going into specifics. I guess this entry is more for me, than you, the reader. It’s a place marker in my life. Sometimes, it’s okay to be self-indulgent.