My journal entry from January 8, 1987:
It’s funny how I was questioning myself all week on why I left Carter-Wallace. I may have been miserable, but I would have had money. Then I got my grades in the mail — a 4.0!! What a feeling.
Wow. Carter-Wallace is the place I worked as a clerk before quitting to go back to college fulltime. Journaling is so powerful in how it lets us go back instantly to another place in our lives. I didn’t remember that particular juxtaposition of emotions until I reread that passage last night. So much has changed and yet sometimes I wonder.
I love how the triumph comes on the heels of the dejection. We all know it happens the other way around, too.
It’s called life.
Sometimes I’ve looked back in diaries from years ago and found that I was weighed down by some situation or relationship – and that I have absolutely no recollection of who or what it was! That’s nice, to see that situations do clear up.