Reason 23 for writing in a journal: It’s a good outlet for the drivelisdom* (pronounced: drih-vuhl-IZ-dum) slushing around in your head. Also, you can go back to it later and say, “Gosh what drivel,” or “Gosh, how wise.” Here’s a piece of my own ramblings from yesterday morning, and honestly, if nothing else, a small spiral notebook and a pen are so much less expensive than a session with a shrink.
There’s no such thing as only three years, just three days, or three mere minutes. Every moment, day and year is filled with meaning and possibility. Life is a beverage, joy and sorrow mixed in, a potent, heady brew. And every year moves you and your far-removed dear ones farther along such separate paths whose blessed crossings are mere, happy blinks.
*drivelisdom = drivel + wisdom
