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My friend who wants to become a therapist recently suggested that I try to commit to a month of something called Future Self Journaling. I've had the tab open for a few weeks, but the more I read over it, the more insincere I feel I would be at trying to do that specific line of prompting at this point in time. So I decided to poke around and see if I could find some psychology-based journal prompts to encourage self-awareness. I found this list, and while I find some of them kind of hokey and tiresome, I guess I am gonna see what I can do with them this month.
My favorite days have, if I'm honest, always been those days when because of being a substitute teacher or due to inclement weather or something I get up, go to work in the morning, but suddenly find myself with some extra free time in the afternoon. Even though I don't think of myself as a morning person at all, since I stopped being a teenager and online communication stopped being so entirely anchored to a computer in a static location (since a lot of my meaningful relationships are long distance and primarily online), I find myself at odds with my tendency to stay up really late for... no apparent reason.
The reason I enjoy those days is that I am up, energized enough by activity to maybe not immediately go back to bed, but actually have the opportunity to invest my mental energy into something I want to do purely because I like it rather than out of a sense of responsibility or necessity. This can happen with two-hour delays in the mornings, too, but is less likely because I covet sleep too much particularly early in the morning for that to be much of any benefit.
I like to spend my days more equally divided between responsibility and leisure. When I have these weeks where I have nothing to do, I screw up my sleep cycle, feel depressed, and am perpetually waiting for a shoe to drop. When I was in Japan, I worked too much to get more than about three hours of free time during the week, because I was always exhausted. One of the best random days I had in Japan was one Friday morning when I awakened at 4 in the morning because I had slept solidly since 8 p.m. There was a challenge for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
lands_of_magic I was trying to finish before I went to work (I didn't and luckily there was an extension), but it was nice to just sort of exist in that no-one-else's time where I felt compelled to be creative and make something and it didn't feel like I was wasting my time or racing against a clock. I intended to go back to bed, and I didn't. By the end of the day I was hilariously fried, but it was a day when I felt more alive than I had in a long time.
My favorite way to spend the day is…
My favorite days have, if I'm honest, always been those days when because of being a substitute teacher or due to inclement weather or something I get up, go to work in the morning, but suddenly find myself with some extra free time in the afternoon. Even though I don't think of myself as a morning person at all, since I stopped being a teenager and online communication stopped being so entirely anchored to a computer in a static location (since a lot of my meaningful relationships are long distance and primarily online), I find myself at odds with my tendency to stay up really late for... no apparent reason.
The reason I enjoy those days is that I am up, energized enough by activity to maybe not immediately go back to bed, but actually have the opportunity to invest my mental energy into something I want to do purely because I like it rather than out of a sense of responsibility or necessity. This can happen with two-hour delays in the mornings, too, but is less likely because I covet sleep too much particularly early in the morning for that to be much of any benefit.
I like to spend my days more equally divided between responsibility and leisure. When I have these weeks where I have nothing to do, I screw up my sleep cycle, feel depressed, and am perpetually waiting for a shoe to drop. When I was in Japan, I worked too much to get more than about three hours of free time during the week, because I was always exhausted. One of the best random days I had in Japan was one Friday morning when I awakened at 4 in the morning because I had slept solidly since 8 p.m. There was a challenge for
lands_of_magic I was trying to finish before I went to work (I didn't and luckily there was an extension), but it was nice to just sort of exist in that no-one-else's time where I felt compelled to be creative and make something and it didn't feel like I was wasting my time or racing against a clock. I intended to go back to bed, and I didn't. By the end of the day I was hilariously fried, but it was a day when I felt more alive than I had in a long time.
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