Mo'bonichi

I got a new Hobonichi journal for the new year, and I've been making sure to write something in it every day. So far I haven't missed a day (which is kind of funny, since "hobonichi" - ほぼ日 - means "almost daily"). It's often just complaining about stuff that happened, but it's a record of my existence, in my own hand, which is nice. And sometimes I get to celebrate little victories, which is even nicer.

I find that I like having different journals for different things. On a spiral-bound 2"x4" pad, I'm writing down what I eat each day, along with whether I've taken the phosphorus-binding pills I'm supposed to take every time I eat. In a company-branded notebook my employer sent to everyone last Christmas, I'm keeping longer ... essays, I guess? ... on mental-health blocks; the most recent is a page on feeling fear and how it affects my daily life, and then a page of things I'm not doing because I'm afraid of what might happen. A fourth journal, a Moleskine my sister got me for my birthday years ago, has notes for the games I want to make. And, of course, this blog - and Tumblr, to some extent - is public-facing, full of the things I'm okay with the world seeing.

So the hobonichi journal feels like home, in a way; where the others have a purpose, the hobonichi is just my daily life, and it feels good to have the non-monumental, 日常 feelings written down too.