Dear Diary,
Hello! Remember me? I know; it’s been too long! Sorry about that. I guess I just got busy. No, really.
Okay. You caught me. It’s more than that. I’ve been avoiding you like the plague.
It’s not that I don’t want to spend time with you. I do! Believe me. We both know how beneficial you are for my mental health.
The truth is, when I pour out my thoughts, fears, observations, hopes, dreams, and confusions to you, I can’t pretend they don’t exist. You force me to face them. Which isn’t a bad thing!
Sometimes it’s a lot easier to just, you know, watch a brain-dead movie, or drink a few beers, than to eyeball my brain (yeah that isn’t physiologically possible…whatever).
I’ve decided this year is going to be different. Aside from anything else, learning to express my most personal self into words is an important discipline for any writer. So, dear journal, I guess we’ll be spending a lot more time together!
À bientôt,
Jen Danger xx
