The Wake Up Journal

I shy from routines. Doing the same things in the same way every day makes me bored. Except for two things: I drink coffee every morning and I write in a journal. 

I find I am alarmingly inconsistent about most things: like closing drawers, where I leave my car keys, keeping a calendar. Somehow journal writing is different. It is an easy habit to keep. Why is a mystery. Maybe it's the coffee.

I have been writing the-first-thing-journal since college when my boy friend and I flew down the hill in our VW bug to slide into the booths at Berkeley’s Northside Café.  The everyday journal and coffee began here.

I do know that over the years the shapes of the journals that I write have shifted. My old journals used to be standard black bound artist books.  Being inconsistent and curious, the journals have become more and more like experiments.

This blog is about experiments in journal keeping, mine and others, some successful and some not. Live and learn. Over the years the journal has taught me one thing: that a moment of musing every morning keeps me aware of where I've been and where I'm going. 

I believe I keep a journal to wake up.
Coffee is just a bonus.