You’ll make up for it, no doubt. I can regret what was lost, but you only (ha, the pretension of this sentence!) get to incorporate the lessons and move on to better things. I do think you should revisit poetry, though. What I loved about the lines I quoted was that, while you were speaking of yourself at a specific time and place you were also capturing some of the essence of childhood more universally. That’s a gift.
Oh! An interesting related factoid: I was listening to his interview with Rogan the other day, and Zach Bryan writes everything by hand, apparently, and doesn't digitize any of it. He had a bunch of notebooks with new songs written in them in his friend's backpack, and it was lost somewhere in NYC. I think my heart broke FOR him when I heard that, lol. What a tragedy. I hope he gets them back someday.
I liked to walk
I wouldn't say I was
necessarily
enthusiastic about it but I was a kid, a lazy sort of kid, an impatient kind of kid
To walk was to not wait.
You know, the world might have lost something by your giving up poetry at that, but what I really regret is the loss of your destroyed drawings
Wow, thank you.
I regret that every day, ngl. I was horrible at drawing, but still. It was impulsive and stupid.
I also once deleted an entire 2 years worth of an online journal in 2008. I regret that even more.
You’ll make up for it, no doubt. I can regret what was lost, but you only (ha, the pretension of this sentence!) get to incorporate the lessons and move on to better things. I do think you should revisit poetry, though. What I loved about the lines I quoted was that, while you were speaking of yourself at a specific time and place you were also capturing some of the essence of childhood more universally. That’s a gift.
Maybe I will revisit it and post it here from time to time (if I'm brave enough, lol). You inspired me.
I'll look forward to it. Go girl!
Oh! An interesting related factoid: I was listening to his interview with Rogan the other day, and Zach Bryan writes everything by hand, apparently, and doesn't digitize any of it. He had a bunch of notebooks with new songs written in them in his friend's backpack, and it was lost somewhere in NYC. I think my heart broke FOR him when I heard that, lol. What a tragedy. I hope he gets them back someday.
Hope so. I wonder if he'll offer a reward. I think I would.