A friend wrote, and I feel like it’s worth a share:

Keep a journal.

“But, I don’t have anything to write about.”

You’re wrong. You do. Believe me. You really do.

Stop procrastinating. Stop lying to yourself.

Get disciplined. Make it a practice. Just set some time aside.

Shut up with your excuses. You have the time.

Someone asked me how I do mine, and I explained that my journal begins with a day-log that keeps an account of some basic details, what I have been up to, and how I am feeling. I always have something for each entry. Then I write a paragraph or two or three about something.

Boring? Yeah, whatever. That’s what I might have thought back in ‘94 or ’93, but, today, when I go back and read those entries, I am amazed at how much I have forgotten…

This is what the beginning of today’s entry looks like. I have redacted the paragraph I wrote about driving my soaking wet jeep into work this morning (it rained hard last night) and how the inside of the jalopy smells like cat piss (stupid fucking neighbors).

March 31, 2022 Thursday [ Day 18,954 / Week 2707.7 / Month 622.7 ]

Agenda: @work: ordering, check ebook access / home: trash, dishes, laundry / bike: oil

Schedule: 0415 alarm / 0430 workout / 0715 work /

Breakfast: @0745 Starbucks Crispy Grilled Cheese, coffee

Lunch:

Dinner:

Snacks:

Supplements / Meds:

Physical: lower back still hurts a little, feeling my age, arthritis again

Workout: no workout: decided to sleep in this morning until 0530

Joi de vivre:

Music:

Reading:

Audiobook: “The Peloponnesian War” (Great Courses) by Dr. Kenneth W. Harl

Weather: 60 Cloudy @0715 / Humidity 99% / Dew Point 59 / Wind SW3 / Pressure 29.64 rising

Sky: Sunrise 0729 / Sunset 2000 / New Moon

Forecast: 63 Partly Cloudy @1200 / 67 Sunny @1600 / 59 Sunny @2000 / 51 Clear @0000

Clothes: Carhartt jeans, Carhartt green hoodie, blue button up, black Docs