Last week, I intentionally aimed to spend less time in Facebook, because I am recognizing that although at times I get to see positive posts from friends and family, a lot more often, I leave there a great deal more distraught than happy. When I left from my 15 minute FB visit angry as fire on Friday, I thought perhaps I should try to maintain this limiting FB practice. It really helped to keep some of my peace last week. Who knew?!
This weekend I found a blog that I kept in 2012. Apparently, I attempted to write in it every day, I made 258 days. I read some of it and remember some of the situations. Unfortunately, I absolutely do not remember keeping the blog – I mean AT ALL. I stumbled upon it, I did not go in search of it. I’m not quite sure what to make of that. No memory of keeping that one. Maybe because it would’ve been the THIRD journal I wrote in those days. Can yall believe that? There was a time in my life that I kept 3 daily journals – that is bananas!! Who has time to do all of that? (Apparently, I did!) I wonder what it was I filled those pages with. If I am fortunate these days, I can record something in one of the various things I have to record things in.
I now aim for one entry, and am so happy when I get that opportunity 🙂
Always growing, always a Work in Progress.
*I do not think I have a style story…not even sure what that is.