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You know I'm a dreamer
But my heart's of gold
I had to run away high
So I wouldn't come home low
Just when things went right
Doesn't mean they're always wrong
Just take this song and you'll never feel
Left all alone
Take me to your heart
Feel me in your bones
Just one more night
And I'm comin' off this
Long & winding road
I'm on my way
Home Sweet Home
Keeping a Diary
I’ve started writing a diary, and it’s kind of awesome. It’s not a stink tree-hating paper diary either… A Wordpress blog all set to private (Yes. I am pretty “savvy”). I’ve done this for three main reasons:
(1) I have a terrible time-based memory. It’s almost non-existent. I can remember certain things I did, but I can’t place them into a context of how many days, weeks, or months ago. This is why I need someone to keep me on deadline, and why I find it hard to quote things - because I have no idea how long I’ve been doing something for, or how long it took to do anything previously.
Fortunately, this really only frustrates my production manager, whose job description requires that he remain in a state of constant frustration anyway, so in a way I’m keeping him in a job and feeling productive.
You can probably see though, how having some kind of chronological record of things could be really handy for someone like me.
(2) In the same way that the simple act of telling someone what’s on your mind can really help clarify your thoughts and feelings about it, writing it down can be similar.
Sure it’s not as good as a two-way conversation, but it’s quick and easy, and there’s not always someone around who wants to hear you bang on about “your stuff”.
(3) It’s good to have a daily record of things you’ve achieved. It’s surprising how much you actually manage to get done in a day, and being able to look back over it helps you feel like you’re getting somewhere. Really.
That is all. Have I read back over all of my long, rambling entries yet? Nope. Will I? Maybe not. But who cares.
I think it’s more about the process of getting it out of your head than what actually comes out. Plus when I come to write my fascinating memoirs on the spellbinding story of one man’s meteoric rise to design greatness, it will be pretty much done already and I’ll just have to give the publishing company a login and cash my fat cheque.
If you’re interested, try it out and see what you think. I’d be keen to hear what you think - I’m nick@ [you can probably guess the rest]. And if you think that diaries are for schoolgirls and are a pointless waste of time, then hopefully you enjoyed the cool picture of lots of planes all taking off at the same time.