The neighbour came to the door again, beer in hand to chat and ask to use the green bin. He had been chopping back a tree that was getting in the way of his garage.
journal
Do you feel compelled to write about… something? Are you an artist who can write about the motivation and process for a piece of your work? Are you moved by the sights and sounds of nature and want to put a picture into words?
You should. We are all artists. Can Slowist.org help share your voice?
Around 18 months ago I started journaling, something I’d often thought about but never fully committed to. My strange love affair with stationery meant I’d collected a stack of journals over the years but struggled to put pen to paper. Each New Year I’d make it my resolution to keep my journal only to find my musings drifting within a week or two.
I have become highly sedentary…