Despite my weak writing skills, I can't help but love it. And when I free write in a journal, I'm far less self conscious than when I write on here or publicly because I know that the way I write doesn't really matter. It's more about what I have to say.
I hope I always continue writing, despite my embarrassment over my skills. I've always loved it and have found journals from when I was as young as first grade, to seventh grade, and now I've kept one solidly for the last three and a half years. I've filled up so many and if there was ever a fire...they'd be the first thing I grabbed. They're precious to me and just such a part of my soul that I would never get back if I lost them.
I went out and bought three new journals (I only needed one, but I couldn't help myself) because I still have so very much I want to write about that I experienced in New York City. Hoping I never stop writing, even if it's just for myself. You don't necessarily have to be good at something to have a passion for it. x
With much love, Lauren.