journal consistantly

It’s depressing to see huge gaps in journal entry dates/times. You know you had no time to write because you were too busy working or having fun, which is generally the most important stuff to journal about.

hooray. consistency is good.

I’m doing better at this than I thought I would. I’ve decided that for me, “consistently” means only ever skipping one day between each entry, but trying for every day. Been working so far. If I can continue this till the end of April, I’ll consider it accomplished.

pathetic as my consistancy is I realize that it is “my” consistancy.

It’s quiet when I come home, deathly and lonely sounds stand out.
My ears hold the furnace, a ceiling fan and the hiss of nothing.

I would like to fill the house with some forged sounds of familiarity:
restful, loud cartoons, laughter, crying and the ticking of a warm stove.

I miss the background noises of the people I love.

Sorry, but you can’t cheer your own entry.

about stuff to write all the time, but when I get home I think, “Nah, not going to write that.” Maybe I need to add a subgoal to this one, “Take time once a week to write in my journal.”.

I write a lot when I journal but I need to gain the ability to actually write every single day! So, I shall start trying to accomplish this goal. I will say I have accomplished this after doing it for two weeks straight.

I’m reading my, “I’ve done this” stuff. If I didn’t know me I would think that I’m not telling the truth or just crazy.

One of the things about 43 things is . . . how much you learn about yourself. I always thought myself having a rather uneventful life, kind of boring. It’s not really true, just a life filled with strange, short adventures.

it helps