I recently found a large stash of old poetry from high school and college. I was able to split it into three piles: one for amateur teen angst, one with the potential for improvement, and one for pieces that are already good to go. I think the second pile, the one I can improve, is the most exciting. I see it as a way to, rather than simply reconnect with my former self, merge and meld my old self with my current self. I think these works will come out quite a bit different than my usual writing from either time period, and I find the prospect unique and exciting, both in experience and in how the work will come out.
Have you ever come across old work of yours, whether it’s writing or art or something else? How did you react?