I came across an old box file today; in it, there were newspaper cuttings, some old magazines, photocopied examination result slips and a very unassuming stack of dirty lined paper, on which were various writings.
The lined paper caught my interest. I had forgotten of its existence, and even looking through the writings brought back very little to me. I could scarcely remember the circumstances in which I had written that which I had written.
The first page were a few quotations. These forgotten gems include the following:
“Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.” — Carl Jung
“The unexamined life is not worth living.” — Socrates
“Nothing so completely baffles one who is full of tricks and duplicity himself, than straightforward and simple integrity in another.” — Charles Caleb Colton
The following pages were clearly some sort of exercise in self-improvement, done quite a bit ago; people whom I had listed as “friends” are now quite forgotten, or, in one case, mutually declared strangers.
But then I came across this sentence that made my heart suddenly beat faster in excitement. That sentence had to do with what “edonn.com” meant to me, what my role in it was.
Under the heading “edonn.com”, the two roles I had written down were:
Just reading the words “writer” and “designer” made me all excited. In a sense, it struck the core of me. That is who I am! It hasn’t changed, even after these few years where everything else has.