It's always interesting to see words written by oneself many years later.
I wrote 445,000 of them in the form of a fictional book over a year period in 2001-2002 and had the many pages hard bound as a gift to someone close to me. She loved it. I still open it sometimes and look at the story; it has appeal still, but now I'd write it differently. I guess that's what time and experience does to us huh? Causes us to change.