I’ve been driving myself mad all morning. I want to write; I don’t know what to write about. And yet there are a plethora of thoughts swimming around inside my head and I’m drowning. I’m drowning because they are consuming me and I just need to get them out. You know?
I’ve actually started my journal again. I took a step back from it when I started blogging because I thought I wouldn’t need to upkeep both – but boy was I wrong?
Yesterday I had a shimmy through all of my old journals and I was overwhelmed with emotion. So many people, faces and memories cropped up. Memories. That’s all they are now. But to be able to read over significant moments in my life and remember feelings and thoughts that I had once – is a surreal, peculiar but oh so wonderful privilege. I’m so glad I documented my life throughout all those years. Why did I stop? Because I started blogging. I thought I would share everything with you guys. But I can’t bring myself to.
Don’t worry my darlings, I’m not going to stop blogging, I wouldn’t ever dream of doing that. I love it too much. But I’m going to devote some time to writing in my journal again and getting more things off my chest.
That’s all from me today. I just wanted you all to know this.
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