this is a love story, full of journals and conversations.
i have fallen in love with my own journal. i used to have this desire to be on my computer 24/7, to blog anything and everything that made me happy, and rant about things that upset me the most. but lately, i haven’t blogged hardly at all. i’ve just been writing in my journal, writing things out for myself. it gives me a chance to reflect on my thoughts and actions, without sharing it with the entire world. it’s freeing, in a way, to have time to myself; exploring all sides of my imagination. it brings out my innermost feelings and it brings out the artist in me (i write on the left side, draw/doodle and write poetry/words of wisdom on the right side). it allows me to think things over in my own mind, without immediately seeking someone else’s opinion or support.
this privacy and self reflection has enhanced my love for conversation. i can mull over my own thoughts, then take my no-longer-jumbled ideas and discuss them with someone else. i can have a thoughtful and sincere conversation with someone, learning more about their views as well as my own. then i can bring back their ideas and further analyze and appreciate them in my journal, fully taking in the lessons i have learned.
there’s nothing like a good conversation. talking about things that really matter. getting to know the person, getting to know yourself. i have fallen in love with journaling and conversations; self-reflection and learning. my blog will probably not be very active, but i would love to share my stories with you and listen to yours. let me know if you ever want to talk, because i will always say yes. (: