But if I never re-read, I'll never stumble across forgotten moments. Moments that made me laugh, smile, and feel genuinely happy. Those moments deserve more space in my journals and blogs, to temper the ridiculous numbers of deeply unhappy memories, memories full of hurt and disappointment.
I haven't led a Kodak life, nor have I led a Dickensian one. No, my life has been full of both the bitter and the sweet - the way a life should be led. So maybe, after this year's Project of Writing Everything, I'll find that re-reading isn't such a painful experience after all.