I cheated a few times, retroactively posting for a day I forgot, but I'm counting it. "It" was a commitment to just-write, no matter what.
A lot of crap resulted, and some days, as I said a year ago, it would just be one word. Once it was a period.
But that's part of it.
Learned a few things over the year:
- I have a tendency to crave drama
- Sometimes, the most important things that happen are just the things that happen, going to the beach with some kids, vs. big realizations and seemingly earthtweaking events
- In spite of that, it's hard to find the motivation to document those daily things sometimes
- I tend to enjoy reading those types of posts over again and experience less cringing when I do
- I believe those posts also truly make up the substance of memory. Remembering simple instances says more about a relationship, or a time in one's life, then lengthy analysis of relationships or times in one's life
- (e.g., I am studying for a pre-clinical exam which I'm taking on Tuesday. If I fail, it will kind of fuck up my situation. I'm very preoccupied with it, every minute. For some reason I'm not writing about that)
- You can like the way you say things, but be embarrased about the way you write them. A lot of times, rereading posts, they felt corny and unsophisticated, where, in person, I would've said them with characteristic eloquence and rapist wit
- People like Kelly, Elly, Tom, Pearl, my mom, "dbs," (and of course, my lady), are quality humans I count among my friends. Your comments make me happy, and I'm sorry if I forgot someone
- I am, overall, a pretty decent human myself
- There's something humble about writing, even though it would seem, in fact, to be the opposite
- I'm still learning to use commas (see last sentence for example)
- The dogs are far more important to our lives than they deserve
So thank you for reading my stuff and dog bless.