I googled how to find peace, and this is what the results did say,
“write all your troubles on a piece of paper at the end of each painful day.”
My pen became the ship that sailed into the oceans of my dismay.
I wrote and wrote, and wrote and wrote, yet my stormy clouds stayed gray.
I asked the Stoic, “could you know if journaling works just as Google says?”
With a smile on his face he gently said, “instead of writing, erase.”
Dec 12, 2025
Dec 12, 2025 at 4:18 AM UTC
I googled how to find peace, and this is what the results did say,
“write all your troubles on a piece of paper at the end of each painful day.”
My pen became the ship that sailed into the oceans of my dismay.
I wrote and wrote, and wrote and wrote, yet my stormy clouds stayed gray.
I asked the Stoic, “could you know if journaling works just as Google says?”
With a smile on his face he gently said, “instead of writing, erase.”