Journal

I wish I could remember exactly where I heard this, or maybe I am bastardizing something from Marie Kondo, but “a game” I started playing with my wife is to ask her what brought her joy that day before we go to sleep. I started updating my journal (when I remember) with this same prompt when I determined that I thought my journal was a little too list-like. I found I just really wanted to try something that was different than what I was attempting before. See if that made it stick better.

Well, I think my actual “journaling” fell off sometime in April. I would have to go back and check exactly but I started to just do longer “catch up” days and those kept compounding. It defeated the whole point of the thing, which I think was something like “Write down things that happen that I think are neat.” It was a lot more of me keeping tracks of things and I had done and very little with how I felt about that specific thing.

One of the things I’ve “joked about” when I justify making a blog post or when I do much of any sort of writing has been “to find my voice”. When I talk, I personally tend to like how I sound. That said, I am bad at having things to say that I think are “important.” This year, I have decided to change all of that with the Practice of Writing Down Dumb Shit. That’s right, I started a Journal.