Yes, that's right! I was able to journal every day for 700 days. Can you believe it? I still think that making it a goal to write for 1000 days in my journal and actually doing it was a farfetched (not to mention, crazy) idea ever. At least around the time that I decided to do it back in 2020. But now here we are. I've actually written for 700 days in a row.
So many memories were placed there, I'm not going to lie. The majority of them might be mundane, similar things for me since my life had been such a routine that I could only write small changes in them. But hey, they were memories, regardless of how I categorized them in my life. They're still my life's documentation.
Of course, there were other thoughts that I wasn't able to write due to the constant thought running in my head that someone would read them without my knowledge and they would hate me because of it. But I would eventually realize that they were my thoughts. My real thoughts at the time I was writing those entries.
At the moment, I could only write about small changes in my life. Sometimes, even decisions that might be weird at this point, but could possibly give me the biggest change at some point. Then again, I'm not sure. We'll see.
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