I kicked of the year documenting all the pleasantries of each day that went by in the most creative way that I could think of, but this quickly became a challenge. The more I attempted to be artistic, the more time it took. I found myself filling out whole weeks at a time, trying to catch up.
I knew it was getting rediculous, but kept telling myself 'I've got this far, so I should keep going'. There came a point where I had to recognise that I was turning something which was supposed to be recreational and freeing into just another source of pressure. Do you ever find yourself doing that?
The aim was simply to keep a journal, focusing mostly on the positives and making it in some way 'artistic', so frequency shouldn't really be that important.
I began January feeling happier and more hopeful than I have ever felt, exactly how you'd like to begin a new year. Throughout the month things have got a lot tougher, but I am determined to keep this journal as a means by which I can reflect on the positive moments.