Journaling

~It is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by. How else, indeed, to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment? For the moment passes, it is forgotten; the mood is gone; life itself is gone. That is where the writer scores over his fellows: he catches the changes of his mind on the hop.
~Vita Sackville-West

I've written in a journal fairly regularly for about four years. I have stacks of notebooks full of things I've done, people I know, and my thoughts on everything. I don't remember why I started writing but it's fun to go back and read. I've been typing up my journals from high school this summer... haven't gotten terribly far but it's crazy how different I was.

I've heard a lot growing up about how important journaling is. But it's hard for me to believe anyone would care what I thought or did or why I was mad or what made me happy... and on and on. Most everything I write about seems so trivial.

I wrote a lot in the last year. All kinds of details about my first year of college-pages and pages typed up. I wrote almost every day for eight months-an hour or two a day... sometimes more. Haha, sometimes it doesn't seem worth it, but it did help me think through things.

I always seemed to find time to write, even when I was super busy and had tons of homework. I guess it was kind of a tool of procrastination. But I have more to show from journaling than I do from all that homework.

Lately I haven't written very much. Maybe it's because there isn't as much to say and I have people to talk things through with-not like at college. Haha, but I think it's just that it's harder to get things done when you don't have as much to do. I'm pretty sure I'll regret it... I kind of already do. And at this point I have so much I could catch up on that I don't even want to begin tackling it :)