just when you thought you could leave the past behind...

upon checking my email this morning i discovered a letter from a woman named jena. which was odd, as i do not know anyone who goes by jena, specifically with one n. i opened the letter to find it is from jena osman, my (overwhelmingly mediocre) L&T professor (she was a visiting prof from Temple). at the end of august, she had us write letters to ourselves that we sealed and gave to her with the intention of her contacting us after we graduated and returning them. well, lo and behold, she actually made good on her promise and the letter is en route! it's mildly worrying how vague my memory of this whole process is - i don't think i've thought of it once since then - in comparison to how much thought and enthusiasm i must have put into writing it. in addition to how horrifying it will be to revisit the most profound thoughts of eighteen year old arielle, it's also made me wonder how many other events have i completely forgotten about in my life? maybe this will be motivation enough to actually update my journal on a regular basis...