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Today is the 1st of January 2018, the first time (hopefully not the last) I am doing this.
Well, while I was cleaning my parent’s room, I found one of my dad’s journal. It was somewhat dusty and I was curious to find out what he documented and got inspired to start mine.
To be honest, some of the things I saw were quite embarrassing, touching and funny. For instance, he wrote about how he got his first pair of brand new shoes, how he was in a discussion with his younger brother- my uncle, Chike that turned into an argument and found the next morning that Uncle Chike took it personally and ended up unevenly cutting his afro he had been grooming while he slept (that kind of reminded me of Delilah and Samson)…
That is not all, my dad gave his journal a name. Every time he wrote an entry, he would start with “Dear Jay” and state the time, the day and month! (how astute of him!) but I am not gonna do that.
I think starting with Dear Diary is fine. This is still sort of an experiment and so, the reasons I am writing are:
