Dear Diary,

Isn’t it amazing how publicizing ‘Diaries’ is now a huge thing? I mean, we have Vampire Diaries, Jenifas Diary, Diary of a mad black woman etc. I still remember how over protective I was in high school. I’d be enraged whenever someone sniffed the oh so colorful paperback. I mean, isn’t there a right to privacy? Now that I’m all grown up though, I’ve come to terms with the inevitable fact that no matter how private your life is, at your death, everything becomes open. This has helped me live a more transparent and simplistic life. 

Is it weird that I think of death a lot? I mean, ‘teach us to number our days that we may apply our hearts to wisdom’ is one verse to live by right? Do you ever wonder what would be said at your eulogy? How those closest to you will handle the loss and all? Alright, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you outta here.

Where were we though? Aha! Diaries. I’ve discovered our curiosity jumps at any chance of someone spilling some juicy bits about her life. Or maybe it’s just the connection we strive to achieve amongst ourselves. Whatever it is, I’m here writing a diary and I love it!

Two months have slowly rolled by and that’s getting me a little freaked out. Just the other day I had to pull out my binder full of plans and to-dos to figure out if I’m still on the right path as drawn before the year begun. You know, at the end of the year, it’s not what happened in December that determines whether or not it was a good year – it’s what happened all through the year. Matter of fact, we have barely 8 months left to achieve the goals for the year. November should be a review month. So no more slacking, the year isn’t waiting. Let’s get going!

Enough about me though, how are you?  I mean does the progressive year look like what you had set out to achieve on New Year’s eve? Let’s talk about it.

Happy weekend! ❤

Happy New Month! 😘