Even after all the decades I’ve kept a journal I am still amused by the lack of accuracy in its (i.e. my) predictions.
Constantly surprised in humorous ways how things don’t turn out as I suspect.
Always amazed at how the conscious mind might be working at something and all the while the mind’s creative mechanisms are working on overtime to fix some “system error” they think needs immediate adjusting.
I know that if I had not written what I wrote on this journal page last December, that I would not have made the decision to finish that journal in December (so it would count on my page total!). My brain loves a challenge and a competition against personal bests and stats.
This writing planted the seed—why not finish this entire journal in the five remaining days of the year? Why not indeed?!
I think that working through the days of your life with your journal at your side you develop a unique creative engine that works on overtime even when you think you can’t focus on anything more.
If you keep a journal long enough with daily regularity it develops a living creative momentum that you can draw upon even in the worst of times.
And it leaves a humorous trail of your conscious self falling into the “plan” without even being aware. Until perhaps 8 hours later and a little bit of sleep.
Are you ready to have some real fun? Start journaling.
Just proves that nobody can predict the future, not even after decades of creative journalling! Love how you’ve captured that happy, gratified look in Jurgen’s face on the recto page. After all, a Paul Hollywood handshake is as good as a trophy!!😁
Glad you enjoyed this one. I find the constant surprises over time which the journal throws up is enough to keep me at it. Then you add in the fun of playing with art materials and it has to be irresistible.