Paper Has More Patience

My old crappy phone broke.

I downloaded a note app on that phone and wrote just about anything I can think of, it’s like my personal diary, now I just lost it all, all those times I hide in the dark as I write my feelings down while tears were rolling down my cheeks is gone, just like that, it’s partly my fault. I didn’t save some of the important notes I created on that app. The thing is, most of the entries I typed in that note app helps me when I’m feeling a certain way. I’d go back and read those all again and I'd feel better. I started writing to myself after I read Anne Frank’s diary, it encouraged me to write and talk to myself more, lonely as it sounds — it feels great. 

“Paper has more patience than people.”

I learned that from her and from my own personal experience. It’s true.

I guess, all I want to say is that it’s the first time I’ve written something like this after my phone just suddenly decided to not work anymore.

It's been a year since my phone stopped working; since I lost all those entries I wrote to myself. You may wonder why I can't just buy another phone? Well I could, but it doesn’t feel the same. I’m still mourning over those notes that I wrote to myself at a specific time of my life where I may have felt sad, happy or neutral.

But I will try again. And I’d like to start my first entry here.