for the last 2 weeks i've been writing daily in my journal. i am usually much less dilligent. since i've been blazing through the old journal i've been adding emails that my future self will want to read. some from others, some from myself – things i don't feel like writing over again. i like doing this and am going to keep it up. maybe adding 1 email per week…seems to form a more complete picture of where my mind was at on that particular day. which will be of no interest to anyone, but myself 30 years hence. however i think a lot of my future self and want to keep a record that will be substantive, readable, occasionally unputdownable. naturally understanding of course that the mary ann moss of the future will have more free time, thus won't mind wading through the fallasleepable parts to get to the few good nuggets.
Joan Didion says it best:
I tell myself, and then some morning when the world seems drained of wonder, some day when I am only going through the motions of doing what I am supposed to do. On that bankrupt morning I will simply open my notebook and there it will all be, a forgotten account with accumulated interest, paid passage back to the world out there
old journal on left, new (and blessedly unlined!) on right. and speaking of writing i found THIS article on why we write the other day. so good!