Revisiting Me

Every once in awhile I will reread something from yesteryear and ask myself how far have I come from the person who wrote this? How far away from me am I now? Do I still carry myself with me? It’s like taking my own temperature, reading my own pulse. I like to go back just one year to the day, or two years to the day. Never random until recently; lately, I find myself reading my own stats page – that “top posts and pages” list. Know what I’m talking about? I’ll see something vaguely familiar and curiosity gets the better of me (as it always does). Like the blog called Kill. What was that all about? I don’t remember writing anything called “Kill” so, …was that really me? Then I’ll click on it and have to read it like a stranger. To tell you the truth, I’m fascinated. I find myself asking myself what made me write that? Who was I mad at? and why did I have to write so cryptically angrily that I can’t even remember my own rantcode? WTF? From there I go on to try to figure out what made this particular blog come to the surface. Why is it on the list? It cracks me up, truth be known. Take the search for Tyler for example. “Drum Save” came back up for air because someone searched for Tyler. Go figure. I’m grateful because without that search, in truth, I never would have revisited me.