The clearing of an inbox

So, it says something about how bored to death I am on this particular call night on my psychiatry rotation, that after a year of procrastinating, I finally undertook the sorting and clearing out of my inbox. What I had not expected was to get a glimpse of the year that just went by, encapsulated in the the rather cramped, haphazard space of my incoming messages folder. As I scrolled throught the emails, all the ups and downs, the thank you notes and the "i can't believe you did this" messages, the plans that never went anywhere and the events that had been forgotten, all the mundane and the exciting aspects of my life in the last year popped up on the screen in plain black and white.
And it made me think of how much we forget as life rushes by year after year. Things that had moved me, made me smile, made me cry, made me want to scream out in frustration, all had been stored away in some obscure place in my memory to be replaced by ever more demanding priorities of everyday routine. And ah, reminiscing and reliving is rather rewarding in that it can give one the kind of perspective that the moment itself likely never did.
So I choose to finally surrender my doubts and dabble in this art that they call "blogging". Hopefully, it will help me capture the essence of the people and places visited, experiences ranging from absurd to inspiring, the triumphs, the disappointments, the lessons learnt, the foibles that hopefully will make me smile years from now....