Isn’t it lovely when you find loose sheets of paper with your words written all over it? Words you’ve written a long time ago when your thoughts wandered off, had left reality, and ventured out into an imaginary world. Your words sometimes amaze you, other times intrigue you, maybe even baffle you. But they’re perfect nonetheless. You wrote them down because at that moment in time, you were inspired and driven to express how you felt, what you thought, and it meant something to you. You had to do it, or else you would forget. And so you did, and now that you’ve found them again—days later, weeks later, or years later—you’re glad you had written them down.
Most of the time they are dialogues, or descriptions of places, or people, or feelings. Sometimes all you’ll find is a scribble of a word, or a phrase, or a sentence, or a paragraph. Whatever they may be, they make up an incomplete story. A story that reminds you that this was something you once wanted to write, and said you would write, and possibly will write someday.
If picked up by a stranger, these sheets of paper would mean nothing at all. But to you, they are precious little things.
They are your treasures.
By the way, excuse the chicken scratches on the image above. Thanks to the computer, my penmanship has suffered through the years. 
Well said!
Thanks, Dennis!
I think handwriting is a dying art. Anyone finding something I’ve written would think they’ve discovered a lost language
It is nice to find something you wrote years ago and remember back to when you wrote it.
It is a dying art. Sad but true. I guess that’s what makes it extra special when you find random pieces of paper with your handwriting on it.
I might have to frame what I found. OK, maybe not. But I’ll definitely keep them.
When I find old notebooks I have written in, I am surprised that some of the stuff ain’t half bad
I love when that happens. I think it’s so inspiring to read something you’ve written so long ago, especially when they were actually pretty good.
What is that yellow stuff with lines on it anyway? What? A legal pad piece of paper? Oh, I think I remember one of those. In fact, I may have some of those very similar “chicken scratches” in some dark corner of a closet.
Seriously, who uses notepads/notebooks anymore?
As much as we use the computer to write most of the time, there is still some sort of magic that comes out using a pen and paper. While editing my novel, there were a couple of times where I opted to write on a notebook, just to see what would come out. I was surprised at what I ended up writing, which I added to my book later—almost unedited.
I guess it’s a good exercise to sometimes just write things down…the old fashioned way.
Oh yes, so very true.