Lately I have been good at finishing up journals, not because I am full of inspiration, most days I just have a need to put my scrambled thoughts on paper. I have been good at finishing up journals for a more type-A reason, I am cycling through a lot of chapters in my life and 1) I can’t hold on to a journal past it’s “due date” and 2) I hate blank pages in journals. It feels like a waste of paper and space.
So as I move around and change locations, I scramble to fill up my journals. With reflections, random doodles, poems that make no sense.
Overall, I just want to show you that there is no expectation with journaling. It is just a space for you to be creative during the day. Draw hats that you see. Write down random words that come to mind as you sip coffee. Write about the things that prevent you from writing. Draw what your writers block looks like. Make your journal a space where anything goes.
Here are some pages from my Red journal, which followed me for a few months of traveling.
Left side: Pieces at the museum I saw that I liked
Right side: What I saw at the pawn shop.
Left side: Random ideas/shit I wrote in my phone notes.
Right side: Dealing with my star sign.
Left side: Things I should do more of.
Right side: Thinking about focusing.
Left side: What I’m learning about friends.
Right side: Went for a drive listening to Channel Orange and eating fast food.
Left side: Paris in the summer.
Right side: Doodles.
Left side: Your biggest creation is life itself.
Right side: They are going to make you a character so you might as well be one.
Left side: Knowledge and wisdom.
Right side: You can make anything happen.