The diary issue

Some weeks ago I decided to create a diary. I prepared a notebook, not fancy, simple like me, with a dark blue paper covering it. Inside, a big word in Chinese that means “fall”. But, the problem started when I finally decided to write something. What am I suppose to write?

I started the diary trying to define what is this diary for (what is not written is forgotten) and to establish a pattern. However, I couldn’t find the real nature of a diary: is it to describe our everyday-grey life, or to focus on main happenings? Moreover, should we talk about our thoughts and impressions about the past and future (and forget the present)?

It was suppose to be easy. But it is not an easy job to write about what our inner self think or do. So, the diary is alone, waiting for me to stop pretending difficulties and to start working on my every-day-thoughts-and-lilac-life diary.

Meanwhile, I BLOG!