2024-06-09 Journal Entry

Created: June 9, 2024 1:00 AM Tags: Daily

My mother’s handwriting was illegible. At least it was to me, although I must admit that don’t have room to complain, blessed with the “chicken scratch” of many young men, particularly those who grew up typing more than hand writing. At least Mom’s was elegant in its own way, a loopy cursive sometimes punctuated with underlines or scribbles, always slanted, a handwritten form of italics. To her though it was perfectly clear. Sometimes I’d stare at the grocery lists or reminders strewn around our house and try to decipher them, my success rate probably hovering around 50% most of the time.

For the last several years, most of my journaling has happened in various notebooks and all by hand. There’s something romantic, almost renunciatory in the modern age about writing your thoughts out by hand. They seem more-your-own that way. And something about seeing a few stacks of journals over the years