i think i've been conflating my emotions with the world hurt, and i need to be careful when i look back into the journals of my past. i don't want to impetuously toss out things that may be uncomfortable, and i'd like time to delve gradually into those layers and glean a few things to bring along, without disturbing the sediments too much. i want to trust that i'm somehow evolving, even though i get confused or feel stuck. one of my old lines was, something tends our tendencies. i didn't get that from a journal, i guess it was resting in the back of my mind.