When I started this blog, I gradually stopped writing in my journal. In fact, I can’t remember what my last journal looked like. I’ve just felt that there are very few things I can’t write about here. And those few times I needed to talk in a non-blog-friendly way, I wrote on a continuous-never-going-to-give-it-to-him letter to my ex. Even that hasn’t been touched more than once in the last year.
But recently I’ve really been missing my journal. There was an occasion last week when I desperately needed to write about something that had been bothering me. I ended up sending myself an email. And today I’m in the same situation. There is something seriously bothering me, and I can’t write about it on this public forum.
Little bit frustrated. I might go buy myself a notebook. Start off a new journal. If nothing else, retail therapy always helps 🙂