did my life even happen
if i didn’t write it down?
there’s been so very much
going on over the past
several months
lots of good things
a few sad things
new things
hard things
routine things
but because i’ve felt so
pulled in many directions
i haven’t been journaling
haven’t been filling in
my appointment book
at least glad
i’m blogging again
keeping track with facebook
just haven’t been writing
like i excessively do
this is odd and unfamiliar
behavior for me
makes me feel
detached
in a daze
out of sync
not-quite-able-to-grasp
and it leaves me
wondering
did my life even happen
if i didn’t write it down?
i often reread old journals
and notebooks
recall what was happening
at those moments-in-time
but now
nothing but a few scribbles
odd to-dos and to-buys
how will i ever remember
this significant period?
did my life even happen
if i didn’t write it down?
for me
it’s questionable
