Journaling Day #1 Emotional Constipation vs Constipation
Saturday 09.10 am 24 Sept 2022.
Finally coming back to this platform, since 2018 I wrote and opened tumblr .
4 years have passed, and here I am, just writing whatever popped out in my head. Word by word without any goals, just flowing out of my mind through my fingertips pressuring this keyboard to form whatever you and I read right now.
It is a #therapy I guess? since Instagram Facebook and others is all just for scrolls, and kinda mind numbing and brain dumbing ey?
So what about start a #dailyjournaling ?
Next Question will be : So what are you going to write about?
Me : anything. explaining what I am doing right now...such as opening my macbook, and login to tumblr, writing this, listening to spotify discovering new song with Khruangbin-esque vibe .. [to be honest , that’s all I can hear lately, no more deep house, techno, or tribal afro.. it is all just too much for my ear].
Maybe this is what getting old feels .... when less lyrics and more instrumentals is sometimes better, or just pure nostalgic and all about lyrics that can make you feel like want to do karaoke while time traveling back to the 90′s ...
Ok so let see, now I am going to eat up my dragon fruit bowl with greek mango yoghurt with some warm rosella lemon tea, and hoping to cure this constipation that I had since landed back in Jakarta. Kinda feel the stress....more than just an “emotional constipation” , coz the SHIT is real... literally No Shit No Fun.
So my wish today is to have a relieving poo time and me time in this weekend and maybe later going to sugaring and facial. [cliche #metime ... if not getting distracted by Netflix and spend the whole day in bed instead]
There you go, Journaling Day 1.
Check in tomorrow !
[Hopefully...Semangat]