its funny, i have never been one much for keeping a journal. i saw some merit in the idea, but didn't think it was worth the time invested. besides, for quite some time i have not been interested in confronting my issues, but was rather content in sweeping them under the carpet.
i wrote a personal entry a few days ago that was a distallation of the last year or so, and some of the things i have been trying to work through. since then, i have had experiences that i never would have predicted.
i gained a new insights into a very old problem. (no shortage of these insights have been gained by lurking around LJ -- as my old brain is getting a rusty, its great have a collective conciousness at my fingertips....)
i made progress in conversations that i have been trying to have for years.
i uncluttered my mind.
i had a good cry.
all things i never would have predicted from keeping a journal. (and all benefits people reading this probably already knew.)
i feel like i have a new toy :]