It was a red and green plastic pencil sharpener shaped like a dachshund. You stuck your pencil in his butt. I stole it from a desk in Sunday School. I stole from God.
It was a red and green plastic pencil sharpener shaped like a dachshund. You stuck your pencil in his butt. I stole it from a desk in Sunday School. I stole from God.
I don’t like to look back on my creations either. Isn’t that weird? I don’t know where that comes from. Maybe I was judged a lot when I was young and so I have some fear of the possibility of shame. You would think that the nature of a diary (privacy) would help to assuage that fear but it doesn’t.
With this question, you just wrote your first entry.
Your second entry could be answers you received in the comments. Did any of them stand out to you?
Your future entries could include a poem you came across and liked. Or a news story you read. How did it make you feel?
Documenting outside the written word is also an option. Take pictures. Make a note of a song you heard. These can serve as springboards for introspection.
If you’re someone who likes to look back and read earlier entries, you might screenshot or print this post and tape it inside your diary.
Anything that brings the personal jouralism of your life, to life.
Wow. I never considered executive functioning and neurodivergent related behaviors as predictable patterns for insurance companies to exploit, but you’re absolutely right.
Japanese Maple. Had one by the front door of the house I grew up in. Reminds me of my childhood home.
IIRC, “Mort” was on the list of potential full-length animated feature movies for Disney at one time. The project was nixxed when Pratchett’s estate wouldn’t release licensing. Clements and Musker (directors of “Little Mermaid” and “Aladdin”) switched gears and produced “Moana” instead.