What You Find When You're Spring Cleaning

This morning my aunt drags me around the house in Jeddah to help her with the spring cleaning. I resist the whole way along because I just woke up and I'm not in the mood. Really.

We throw open all the closets and every single tired drawer to pick out all the things I no longer need. Clothes, stationary, books, socks, shoes, crumpled papers, old stretched out hairbands.

When I thought were about done and I was ready to sneak away, my aunt takes out a big shopping bag from underneath the long dresses in the closet. I look inside. Even more books and notebooks to look through. Notebooks?

I reach in and I find some of my journals that I used before as a demonstration for a journaling workshop I was giving. And guess what?