At Medium, Melissa Mesku, founding editor of New Worker Magazine, writes about what it was like to sort through thirty years’ worth of journals, diaries, notes, and scraps of paper:
Those handwritten pages contained everything I was — everything I’d ever been, wanted, thought, hoped. They were just sitting there, collecting dust, taking up space. In the slow formation of galaxies, dust and space can eventually come together to form planets, they just need sufficient movement, time, gravity to do so. I felt the gravity, but I had no idea what to do with it. I’d either have to figure out how to harness it all in its ephemeral state and condense it into something solid, or I’d have to get rid of it, escape it, destroy it altogether.
