I find that I continually, and randomly find myself writing in a paper journal. It's somewhat more convenient to be able to take this one out and write something random down, rather than having to login and type.
However, it's more than simplicity,
There is something oddly comforting about the scratch of a pen on paper with no real purpose other than to potentially improve my handwriting. But it's also awkward to be writing in a book when I'm surrounded by a group of uncomfortable and unwilling people. However I can still find my self randomly, and comfortable writing.
It would be nice however, if my incoherent waste of ink and paper could accomplish a little more than nothing.
But then that would ruin the point of why I'm writing in a paper journal.
But the idea of writing for the sake of writing dosen't sit well with me. It's the pinnacle of idle, doing something for the sake of doing something. ( I feel like I'm quoting someone here, if anyone knows, please send me a heads up)
I have, and will continue to have, pages of meaningless rambles written. If I feel like it, I'll re-type them here on Gaia.
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The World
Everyone lives in their own world. Connecting those worlds is what life's about.
It's not an issue of need, or even deserve. The reality is, it's an absolution of want.