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Dear journal, That's how I should start it right? Feels like a bit much...

I haven't got a clue why I decided to start writing this. Well, I do have a clue. On the radio yesterday evening, just before Ariel got home from work, this lady whose name I've discarded was talking about the benefits of writing down one's thoughts.

What I meant by not knowing is really what thoughts do I have to write and what welfare do I need? It seems rather aimless but I felt I should do it anyways. I usually don't follow through with things like this though and I'll probably end up stopping. Ariel will find it really stupid anyways.

Well, I'm not sure what else to write. Does this make a good first entry? Do all entries feel like this? Should I write about what happened at work today? Well, Chuck made the deceased's mother bawl her eyes out. The boss wasn't really happy, but he let it go because Chuck is his nephew. I felt really bad for Chuck, kind of nauseated too. I would have died if that happened to me and it's my funeral we would have been hosting.

Anyways... See you soon again perhaps,
Charlie

Dear Journal,

I was at the mall with Ariel. It’s Saturday and she wanted to shop for me and I mean, why not right? I think I like the clothes she handed me so I'm not going to make a fuss. I like a few stores here too like the music store and the watch store (not that I like watches but they have a cool theme going on in there. Walking in there is like walking into another universe). I'm writing 'cause Ariel was called into work for an emergency and she asked me to wait for her. I don't see a problem with waiting for her but she's been gone for over an hour now. I'm sitting on a bench in a small park facing her office. It's sunny out and warm so I'm not going to make a fuss but I wished she'd give me a sign of life. This is ultimately boring and I don't even really like being downtown that much. There's too much happening all the time. I'd rather be home right now and enjoying this weather in our little town instead. Oh, there's Ariel. Later.

Charlie

If I were a day of the week, I would be: Thursday