A quick entry before the workday starts. Weeks ago I signed up for a journalistic chronicle workshop, and yesterday was my first class. The workshop takes in Casa de México. I signed up mostly to escape the boredom that has come with routine, but after the first class I can see how this workshop can help with my daily journaling and my walks.
Sometimes we bore ourselves with what we write to ourselves.
I can count my regrets with the fingers of one hand, and yet one of those fingers corresponds to the gaps in my writing. I might stop writing because I feel my life has become too boring to register, or because of the opposite: my emotions are too agitated to be able to register them in any meaningful way.
In recent days it's boredom what has led me to gaps in writing. But I also observe: it's not that nothing happens in my life, it's simply that I don't find anything interesting. I hope with this workshop I'll be able to look closer and find interesting things to write about.
Our first homework was to look at our wardrobe and choose a clothing item which we haven't worn in at least two years. I thought: I have none of that. I never had. Every time I buy a new clothing item, I throw away an old one that I don't use anymore. I can't afford to own things that I don't use. At first I thought I would choose the oldest item from my wardrobe, but then I thought: "why I don't keep things that I don't use can be a chronicle in itself", so that's what I will write about.
For now, it's time to get to work.