Fight with my best friend, eat a hamburger, enjoy a hamburger, admit to my parents being right, wear white after Labor day, lose at Wackee Six, grow up, change my mind, and wish things were different are all things I swore I'd never do... but ended up doing. I'm about to add BLOGGING to that list.
I've had a love-hate, on-again-off-again relationship with journaling. I have very detailed entries of my life spanning months at a time, but it always seemed that the parts of my life I'd like to remember the most are also the parts of my life when I am the most busy... Hence, no journal entries whatsoever. No matter how painfully embarrassing it is to go back and read how "magical" my first kiss was or how "in love" I was with the dream boat in my 7th period class, I'm so thankful I have those memories to look back on. Buried deep beneath the squirmy tummy and flushed cheeks I get when realizing how lame and naive I was, there's this glimmering beacon of appreciation and amusement. I'm so thankful I wrote those things down and have the opportunity to reflect back on them. I'm sure the things I'm losing sleep over now are going to have me laughing 10 years down the road... If only I can remember them! Which leads me to my reason for this post and every post from now on...
I made a new years resolution to start journaling again. And I realized my best bet in turning this goal into a habit would be to make it enjoyable... and public. So, here I am. I'm doing something I swore I'd never do... I'm blogging.
The fact that it's February and I'm just beginning my blog is evidence that I'm still working on my other two resolutions: procrastinate less and be on time more. Maybe my resolution next year will be: don't bite off more than you can chew.
Here's to the things you swore you'd never do!
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