You know, I actually really love writing in my journal of sorts. Or whatever you'd call it. The history of my life. I love it. Know why? Because it's quite therapeutic. It either gets my angry/frustrated/negative emotions out....or, it allows me to spill my happiness and joy onto a page.
Only one problem...
I get busy and life goes ridiculously crazy and there's so much I want to write down I don't know where to start! Consequently--none of it gets poured onto a single inch of the beautiful paper created for such use. Then when I'm NOT busy, there's nothing going on...so there doesn't seem to be a point in writing in it.
Now I have to go back and relate the past like...6 months of my life or the present and future ones won't make sense. That's going to take forever. Yay... ;)
Just thought I'd share since it happened to be on my mind. Now, you just go on and just have a fun-filled day.
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