Once upon a time, a young boy known for being a voracious reader entered the world of Goodreads.... Alright, alright, so when I started Goodreads I was not a voracious reader and even now I consider myself more a bookworm than a voracious reader. Don't ask me the difference because I have no concrete definition to go off of. I simply know that there are a lot of people out there who read a lot more than I do although I do love reading. I started on Goodreads eight years ago and have been rather active on there ever since. In the past two years, however, I have become enveloped in the community of readers that is there. I used to try to keep my reading to more the Classic novels and rarely go outside that genre. My lovely reading community finally helped me break out of my narrowness and now I really enjoy everything from nonfiction to historical fiction but I now have a special affinity toward Young Adult fiction. For one, it is easier to read. The stories are easy to follow ...
In times of stress, despair, confusion, complacency, or even depression it is beneficial to find something that is cathartic. In times of joy, excitement, or peace we try to find ways to remember or keep those moments alive. At the very lease we look for a way to replicate those moments. Writing in a journal can do both! Tonight, I found myself unable to sleep because of swirling thoughts an emotions. A mix of positive and negative flooded my mind and for the second night in a row my eyes were nearly too tired to open but my mind was wide awake. I pulled myself out of bed and forced my eyes open, put on some Broadway music to keep me awake and interested, and pulled out my journal. I have never been super consistent at writing in my journal but there was a time when I was able to talk about my day or even my week in beautiful detail while mixing in my mentality. Tonight, I reviewed the four most recent entries: July 2017. May 2018 (x2). December 2018. Prior to tonight, I had ...
WOW!!!! I leave in 2 days. This is crazy. This past couple of weeks has been crazy. Since returning from my sisters house, it has been a week and a half of constant preparing for the mission. It is a lot harder than i thought that it would be. You have to go through and label everything and make sure you have everything six times so that you know nothing is missing, then you have to go to the store and buy all of the things that you are missing and from there you have to worry about all of the last minute little things. WHEW. Try saying that all in one breath. Well from here on out, my sister heather will be taking over my blog because as a missionary i have extremely limited access to computers and cannot blog. I hope that she doesn't mess it up too bad. Just kidding, Heather. She will do a great job and will be posting most all of the letters and pictures that i send her. Wish me luck.
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