No Longer a Chore
365 Days of Happiness is supposed to be an escape for me. However, it has turned into a chore. This reminds me as to why diaries were so tough. Some days I wanted to write for hours and tell the imaginary world everything that happened to me. Some days it was the same old. "I'm good. Life is good. The end."
That's kind of how this was turning into. Some days the only good thing was I got out of bed. Who wants to hear about that?
So again, I'm changing my format. At some point, I'll figure this out. Once a week should work, right? Something amazing has to happen at least once a week.
What will happen next week?