The other day I went to a coffee shop with the intention of reading my book but instead spent about two hours writing in my journal.
Iām not a great journaler. Itās the kind of relationship where Iāll pick it up when Iām going through something, be really consistent for a couple days, and then once Iām feeling lighter I wonāt touch it for months.
Iām definitely not in the easiest season of life right now, but im not actively shittingscreamingcryingthrowingup about anything at the moment. For some reason though, despite my mentally āupā state of being, I was desperate to write down everything Iāve been thinking and feeling in the past couple weeks.
I honestly think itās why the past couple days I havenāt posted anything on this app is because anything I wouldāve mused about I already wrote in my journal lol. I even considered just taking a picture of the journal pages and posting them here but that felt too intimate? Maybe?
