"The ideas can come from anywhere and at any time. The problem with making mental notes is that the ink fades very rapidly"

 

During my tween, preteen, and teen years I used to always keep some sort of diary with me. Though I mainly journaled in notebooks, I also enjoyed doing it through blogs, Word documents, and pictures. What can I say? I like documenting things. When I was little I even had that voice activated diary that would only open when I said my secret password. Yes; when I said my secret password. Emphasis on the "I" part. And let me tell you, that thing was legit. I don't know why I would possibly need a journal equipped with voice recognition at ten years old, but there it was. The greatest invention since chocolate ice cream, and it was all mine.

 

The themes and topics I touch upon in the journals I now keep have definitely changed since then. I went from writing about boys whom I thought were cute in the fourth grade to writing about my deepest, innermost feelings. Journaling can be, of course, a way of documenting one's own life story. But to me it is so much more than that. Journaling is the way I understand my thought process (which, let me tell you, is complicated) and it is also how I get in touch with my inner self. Most times I don't really understand what I am thinking or feeling until I write it down and then go back to read what I've jotted down.                                                                                                                                                                              Journaling has also allowed me to recognize who I really am. In a way it forces me to sit down and take a breather from my day to day life in order to do some introspection. There was a time where I thought I knew what I wanted, what I liked, and where I was going in life. But when all that suddenly changed, journaling every day helped me uncover dreams and goals I never thought would be mine. Journaling then helped me do whatever I needed to do in order to welcome those dreams into my life, and drop everything to chase them.                     

Until next time,

Pao.

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