I used to keep a diary when I was younger but I thought I'd outgrown that. But recently, after reading a blog by one of my former colleagues, I was kinda "inspired" to start one. It's not that her blog was the best I'd ever read. Neither is it narcissism nor hedonism, as my brother suggested. Or at least I'd like to think so...
Maybe it's the desire to not live out my life as some kind of mindless automata, driven by the exigencies of life. Maybe it's the desire to force myself to think, to force myself to examine the choices and decisions I make more closely. Maybe it's the desire to force myself to look at this world that God created more closely. Maybe it's simply the desire to appreciate the sheer joy of being alive. Maybe it's all of the above.
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