I’ve a long way to go/grow as a person. Even as far as I’ve already come, every day awaits a new world of knowledge and opportunities – big or small – slowly evolving who I am at my core. So often, I think about all the memories in my brain that have fallen through the cracks but still live in the crevices; still there directing my every day flow, decision-making, and personality – mostly subconsciously. Memories that I don’t quite recall, but I just know they’re there. They pop up in those random split second moments that they’re relevant, but then the pressing matters of life take over, and all is subtly forgotten, although not fully. Not forever.

It’s for all the little things we go through every day that I feel there’s an importance to writing/journaling. Our daily lives consist of accumulating so much physical and mental toll; so many thoughts completed, breaths and steps taken, calories burned, energy spent. It’s for these same reasons I find it difficult to journal often, let alone every week or day like I would consider ideal… I’m spent.

Simultaneously, I wonder, how do people go through life and not take a moment to wind the fuck out? What is their version of doing so? How do they cope with the built up stress of every day life? It’s not that I believe everyone copes with things the same way, not at all. I am truly interested in the different ways that different people navigate through life’s complications. It’s different for us all – everyone’s life is uniquely complicated. I’ve always been at least a little different from the rest, and I’m at least a little OK with that. I’m slowly becoming more and more comfortable with it, too.

And for me, maybe it isn’t always journaling I should rely on. For me, going on a photo walk, a bike ride, or a hoop session also help me process what I may be going through and find a method of resetting/refreshing my mind. And that kind of physical meditation can be described as necessary. However, no matter how much I rely on those kinds of [primarily physical] outlets, there is only so much to be done for what my mind needs, which is time, silence, and deep thought. Writing goes hand in hand with that. I’ve lost my touch with the pen/keys, with my deeper thoughts, but I’m finding a way to navigate through all my challenges. I’m the only one who’s going to fight the fight for myself.

~Peace