why write

journalling is an odd process. at times, i wonder, "what am i trying to capture?"
is this a snapshot of a moment?
a thought?
a feeling?
a prayer to God?
sorting through my thoughts?
or when pen is put to paper, a means to improve my sloppy cursive?
a way to become more insightful? more introspective?

it's humid. as i drink my coffee, i feel a strong desire to be seated next to a pool.
i miss my apartment with a pool in kansas city.

my thoughts are developing slowly today .

at moments such as this, it is better to read than write.