Blogging.
Why is it that I'm always too quick to drag my feet to journalistic pursuits? I have to say that throughout my life, I've been gifted with journals, diaries, albums, and what have you and honestly, I think I've completed one journal from cover to cover (gifted to me from my former and epic Speech and Debate coach). Lately, I've realized that this is probably due to my propensity to recalling and documenting negative events with less regard to more positive or enlightening ones.
Perhaps I need a Carrie Bradshaw overhaul? As I (choose to) remember, she does a good job of detailing a gamut of life events (albeit sexual and a lot of otherwise, as well) and one is always left with the sense of some sort of confirmation or affirmation. In my journals, I feel like an editor who months later reevaluates the minutiae of relationships, comings and goings, and casual encounters.
Which is why I'm going to blog. Enjoy.
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