Day 331

Wednesday | January 23rd, 2013

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Because I made a list yesterday, I had things to do today. I spent all day catching up on writing because that was on my list.

I parked myself in my chair early and stayed in my room most of the day listening to music and moving this blog off of Day 314 where it has sat for the last week or so.

I don’t feel behind, that’s definitely not how I think about what I write here anymore. Rather, I try to put down what strikes me most about the moments of each day for later. That’s what journals and diaries are all about, but this here is neither. I’ve come to think of it more as an account of each day and how I change and the experiences I go through at this point—another critical one in my life.

There’s not much writing between meeting and dating Meow and the beginning of this. In stopping that process, one which had gone on basically since I first arrived in Korea, a sort of rot took hold within. And it ate part of me up and made me bitter and easy to anger.

I told myself I wouldn’t drop the baggage here when I started, but it’s not that simple. By not writing in a journal for four years, stuff accumulated and it now touches most everything. Sometimes taints. That has to be put down and here is the place because this is the time, this is the point.

Put the baggage down, move on to the better, clearer stuff …

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I couldn’t have done anything without my angels (and their pink chew-bear).

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