At the urging of my work buddy, I'm going to TRY to start writing about my day and other general things. Not the controlled, plotted blog entries about food or wine. But rather, babble.
See, I used to put a lot of stock in journaling and writing about my day. I was never good at it because my hand cramped up. So I'm hoping that this attempt works out. The gentleman to my right has promised to pressure me into writing in the evenings when work slows down.
The list of benefits of journaling/stream of consciousness/writing about anything is a long one. Maybe I'll get home, lay down and fall asleep, no longer kept awake by random thoughts or unnecessary worries.
Cross your fingers, folks.
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