I received my first paper journal in third grade (it was Lisa Frank with a picture of ballet slippers on the front!) Ever since then I’ve always kept one. When I was around 18 or so I randomly stopped writing in them (I think it had a lot to do with a break-up that had happened around that time). I’ve tried to start again a couple years ago, but it just wasn’t the same…
I miss writing things in journals. I remember that it used to be a big way of relieving my stress and sort of unloaded my emotions. Online journals are nice, but they aren’t the same.
I think next time I go over to Barnes and Noble I’ll have a look at the journals. It’s worth a shot. Maybe I’ll pick out the perfect one and be able to write in it every day just like I never stopped.
