By David Michael Newstead.
One thing I’ve aspired to do for sometime, but always struggled with, is to have a journal. Like a physical pen and paper journal. It seems like a good way to organize your thoughts and it’s the kind of activity that was probably common once upon a time before binge watching and all the rest. The trouble is, an actual journal would take more commitment and energy than most people have. Also, when it comes down to it, what am I really going to write about on a daily basis, you know? Anyway, those are just some of my hang ups, but I didn’t want to abandon the concept either. This is when I came up with the idea of starting an annual journal a few years ago. So, what does that mean exactly? It means writing a short entry about your life at the end of each year. You can reflect on your experiences in a concise way without it feeling like just another chore, making it easy to start and to maintain. This can also help provide some context to your life when events begin to blur together. By that I mean, I probably had very tangible opinions about 2005 or 2010. Skip ahead a few years though and I remember what I was doing then, but I’d be hard-pressed to tell you what I was thinking or feeling at the time. And as it turns out, those things are pretty relevant to look back on. So as I sit down to make my latest entry, reminding myself why I started this thing in the first place is the simple part. The hard part will be putting 2017 into words.