40 Weeks without a word
I think I owe it to the journal to post. This will be a post of activity.
Actually, I had a whole lot to say, but now it slipped away. Most of the time, I write a post in my head. And later, I forget this writing. Sometimes, I even think I post it to find out that I did not. But for the most part, I can probably come up with something now.
Well now that I think of it, I have looked back on my old journal entries, and it has involved a lot of complaining and well, complaints. [That can be said of most journals if you surf, but don't have to surf far]. But in my case, I have learnt you can do things better without complaining or argueing.
So I'm sorry for my past grumblings. I'm sorry to those who think I'm some meandering fool who abused a journal. It's fine. It's good. It's time to make peace. Make peace with myself, God, and other people.
Actually, I had a whole lot to say, but now it slipped away. Most of the time, I write a post in my head. And later, I forget this writing. Sometimes, I even think I post it to find out that I did not. But for the most part, I can probably come up with something now.
Well now that I think of it, I have looked back on my old journal entries, and it has involved a lot of complaining and well, complaints. [That can be said of most journals if you surf, but don't have to surf far]. But in my case, I have learnt you can do things better without complaining or argueing.
So I'm sorry for my past grumblings. I'm sorry to those who think I'm some meandering fool who abused a journal. It's fine. It's good. It's time to make peace. Make peace with myself, God, and other people.