In February I found keeping up with journal entries to be even more of a struggle. Most of the time I was too busy, too tired, or had something else to do which had to take priority. I had a lot on my mind which I didn't feel I wanted to write down. But there were occasional factors that brightened my days; little things like pleasant exchange, a memory, a song, a compliment, or a sunrise. I could have just made a note of them, but I didn't because wanted my journal to be visually interesting and I had no good ideas about how to make it so. As a result February has little presence in this book of mine.