Something about sitting in front of a computer screen expressing my thoughts lacks the feel of having a pen in my hand and my journal on my lap. Being as this is an art and technology class i guess i can make due with the difference.
There is a certain feeling of freedom that comes with writing in a space that can be accessed by the world. My journal has always been the keeper of my inner self. A way to express my thoughts of the world without the worlds opinion. Even here i still feel the urge to censor my expressions. It is a scary thing to truly express yourself in an honest way. I think most of my fear is fear of myself. Do i even want to know what is honestly inside me? How can we ever change until we can step back and honestly look at ourselves. The doors of judgement open only as far as our own perception.
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