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i found my joirnal
Jan. 2nd, 2026 07:46 pmi found my journal and was gravitated towards it energeetically when spontaneously cleaning my room frantically in the wee hours of the night for no reason!! yippeee!!
also i have committed myself to “the artists way” by julia cameron for the year of 2026. i have done morning pages now for 2 mornings and nothing revelational has come through yet, and im not holding out for revelations anymore i dont think ahaha. im enjoying my life from before christmas, but definitely since christmas till now. so i suppose that would be a solid fucking 10 day streak of consistely good relationships with my partner and core people in my life, and loving openly and truly and authentically. this is the longest streeak ive had in awhiiiiile.
ive baked 2 cakes. 3 foccacias. 2 types of cookies, or maybe just one.
ive been using baking as my largest creative outlet recently truthfully i think. ive tried writing creatively (poems, music etc.) but it hasnt really come through me recently.
i walked 16000 steps today. that is coming from litterally hardly any steps over the holiday.
i put on a little weight and that was torturing me for awhile.
then i converted KG to LBS today and i felt better about myself for how far ive come.
that is a tricky slope though. the slope of comparison. especially self comparison.
oh i dont need to go any further i have already come so far lets just sit here and not move and definitely not be subject to entropy and the nature of erosion of the solid and stagnant.
no no nope not today bitches i got 16k steps :3
i have called 5 people on the phone today what the fuck. and only 2 of them have picked up lmao, but i have another one scheduled for tonight at 8:30.
its so interesting that now that im doing the morning pages the writing is truthfully just flowing out.
this is my third journal of the day including the morning pages, i have written stepwork, recipe ideas and organized my bullet journal for the future year and have been filling it out as the days pass.
silence is perpetuated by silence. once it is broken and a shouted into the echo reverberates in beckon of more noise. amplification breeds amplification and would multiply itself into infinity if we let it. if we own it. if we open it.
wohooo i love my life, even if conflict arises and this needs to be processed. even if i am not always sure of myself. and even if i also fuck up and make mistakes. toodles
also i have committed myself to “the artists way” by julia cameron for the year of 2026. i have done morning pages now for 2 mornings and nothing revelational has come through yet, and im not holding out for revelations anymore i dont think ahaha. im enjoying my life from before christmas, but definitely since christmas till now. so i suppose that would be a solid fucking 10 day streak of consistely good relationships with my partner and core people in my life, and loving openly and truly and authentically. this is the longest streeak ive had in awhiiiiile.
ive baked 2 cakes. 3 foccacias. 2 types of cookies, or maybe just one.
ive been using baking as my largest creative outlet recently truthfully i think. ive tried writing creatively (poems, music etc.) but it hasnt really come through me recently.
i walked 16000 steps today. that is coming from litterally hardly any steps over the holiday.
i put on a little weight and that was torturing me for awhile.
then i converted KG to LBS today and i felt better about myself for how far ive come.
that is a tricky slope though. the slope of comparison. especially self comparison.
oh i dont need to go any further i have already come so far lets just sit here and not move and definitely not be subject to entropy and the nature of erosion of the solid and stagnant.
no no nope not today bitches i got 16k steps :3
i have called 5 people on the phone today what the fuck. and only 2 of them have picked up lmao, but i have another one scheduled for tonight at 8:30.
its so interesting that now that im doing the morning pages the writing is truthfully just flowing out.
this is my third journal of the day including the morning pages, i have written stepwork, recipe ideas and organized my bullet journal for the future year and have been filling it out as the days pass.
silence is perpetuated by silence. once it is broken and a shouted into the echo reverberates in beckon of more noise. amplification breeds amplification and would multiply itself into infinity if we let it. if we own it. if we open it.
wohooo i love my life, even if conflict arises and this needs to be processed. even if i am not always sure of myself. and even if i also fuck up and make mistakes. toodles
