Feb 09
I feel like my first actual journal entry should offer some blazing insight, some dazzling new take on the nature of reality. Obviously from this point on it’s going to be the same old crap as usual, but couldn’t I at least come up with something amazing to start with?
Well, no, apparently not.
It’s rather like opening a new paper journal. You look at the clean, crisp page, and think that this time you want things to be different—you want the layout to be neat, the thoughts to be well-formed, the writing witty and erudite. And then after a few weeks, you give up and scribble down a joke which seems painfully unfunny two days later.