Before we emigrated, my aunt had given me a gift that would since then last a life-time. She gave me my first diary. Ever since then I've never stopped keeping a journal - although it's not everyday that I write in it. I write in it when I have something to say but no one to tell it to, and being someone who likes to bottle up feelings, it was a good way to vent. Most of the time it's something, a feeling, some thought that has been following me during the day and only gets sorted out at night before my sleep.
Here is an excerpt of what I wrote last week, in one of those quarter-life-crisis moments.
Ways to being happier
- sleep well
- eat well
- exercise
- get a job doing something I like... probably working with people, planning and analyzing
- learn to dance, cook, taste
- laugh
- spend enough time with loved ones versus alone
- being honest
- not take myself too seriously
- be in love
- be in touch, read, talk
- get a job paying me more
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