Every night before going to sleep, I keep a diary. It began as a "One line a day" thing, noting down a poignant moment from the day, a quote I liked, or something funny one of the kids had said, and over the years, it's gradually become a bit more introspective and reflective. I've found this hugely rewarding and a tranquil way for me to take stock of the day and put any lingering emotions to bed before I settle for the night.
Recently, I've begun to feel like I’ve lost my mojo in these little journal entries. I feel like they could or should be an opportunity to stop, reflect on the day and then express myself as freely, floridly or flatly as I want to but it seems I’m just going through the motions with it every night.
The simplicity of the process is what's allowed me to stick to this positive habit, but it's also what's allowed me to become complacent with it.
It’s time to stop, reflect and reevaluate why I’m doing it. Sticking to a habit is all well and good and this habit has persisted because I made it easy, now that it’s instilled though, am I getting the maximum benefit if I’m not engaged in the process of doing it.
If I’m not going to do something properly, is there much benefit to doing it at all?
I don’t think so.
So, the juncture, stop writing or start writing giving it the due time it deserves to make it a worthwhile investment.
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