Today I experienced something that slapped me in the face like an arctic blast. I was at the sink washing up the breakfast dishes and I could hear the happy warbling of my youngest gaughter singing in her bedroom.
I put down what I was doing and made my way to her doorway, stopping just before I came into sight and snuck a peak around the doorframe.
I’ve been thinking today about the reasons behind my choice of writing in a journal.
Out of all the things I could have chosen to battle a mobile and social media addiction, I chose to write in a journal for 30 days. Why?
To be honest, I don’t really know why I thought of this, it’s just the first thing that popped into my head.
It’s getting close to the 30 day mark and I’ve noticed a lot of changes.
Changes in my life, changes in my personality and changes in my habits.
Have I missed social media throughout this process?
The answer to that is a resounding NO!
Oh how quickly the beast tries to escape if only a small gap is left in the door of it’s cage!
Tonight we had a family dinner to celebrate a bunch of achievements my daughters have managed to reach over the past few days.
The table we were seated at, well my seat at least, was directly facing a television screen with the news on.
Holy shit I made it! What an amazing trip!.
There have been considerable changes to my life, to me, to my habits and also the way I think over the past 30 days.
So what have I learnt from this experience?