I will restart my daily diary again.
I think I answered some of my questions.
My mind is interesting. Biased all the way.
My diary is a way to look back and check reality.
Is this how it was back then? Are my memories exact?
Writing is some sort of meditation. While writing this post, I let my hands go and my thoughts flow. Some of the stuff feels "weird".
Like when I wake up at night and think about stuff that matters to me. When my conscious mind is not a filter to my inner me. These moments are rare.
Why do I even write this daily diary?
To get in touch with myself.