I thought a little bit about the purpose of this daily journal. According to the front page of this journal, it contains
‘… entries about thoughts and feelings that occupied my mind, raw ideas my brain came up with, activities I did in my life and progress I made in one of my projects.’
This description is true, this blog is an amalgamation of my daily thoughts, yet this description lacks a motif. What is it that I’m searching for by writing these posts? What message lies between each line? Do I really just want to braindump my day on the internet? I don’t think that’s what it is. I feel like I am searching for something, but the question remains what this thing is and if I can actually find it by writing everyday.
The description of Road to Ramen, which is the daily journal that inspired me to start this journal in the first place, reads:
This is my public journal where I think aloud and share everything I learn in exploring the question: Can I make a living building things I love?
It perfectly explains what can be found within each post and the overarching theme of the entire journal — he is exploring a question, a question that is stated explicitly. So I ask myself, what is the question that I’m am trying to find the answer for?
I’m not sure. Currently, I feel like I am searching for myself, trying to find the I in me between all the thoughts, the dreams and the values that were forced onto me and that I adapted in order to fit. I sift through my mind in order to find what is truly mine and it turns out, this task is harder than I ever thought it could be…
And so, at least for now, I pose the question: Who am I?
Ash