Sitting in my seat... I have no idea what made me return. Why am I typing this? What can I possibly hope to gain by airing my most intimate thoughts on a place as public as tumbler?
Those questions have been running through my head on and off for the last few weeks, and I think I have finally found a conclusive (and somewhat satisfying) answer to the object of my pondering. I enjoy using big words. It might sound strange, but I rarely have any opportunities to use BIG words. It's not so much about each individual word, as it is the construction and sharing of thoughts. I feel like writing down what I think is going on in my head... gives me peace.
It allows me to sit back, read through the events of my day... week... and just ask myself what aspect of ME would I like to change? What could I have done differently and how would that have changed the outcome of events?
As time consuming and 'suspicious' as the habit of keeping a full diary previously proved to be, the benefits are far to luring for me to resist reattempting this project.
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Aiden Deis: My Subset of Reality
AdventureI find my life interesting enough to write about. So I assume there exists a set of people who might find it interesting enough to read about. As should become blatantly obvious, I believe that revising grammar, spelling, style and the like would co...
