Saturday, April 20, 2013

It is worth noting that I am writing everything in an actual, physical journal now, so I'm not completely hopeless.

There's something more real, more poetic, and more cathartic about the process of composing something on paper, even if it's perhaps not as elegantly written as what I type. Writing on a computer is not like writing with a pen on a piece of paper. I have no clear preference, even, but occasionally certain tasks lend themself to one or the other. Journaling feels meant to be done by hand--at least for me.

I will probably continue to post here with astonishing infrequency, but in the meantime I thought it worthwhile to express that my whole experience is not going unrecorded, nor unexamined.