Twenty years ago, University of Texas psychologist James Pennebaker concluded that students who wrote about their most meaningful personal experiences for 15 minutes a day several days in a row felt better, had healthier blood work, and got higher grades in school. But a new study from the University of Missouri shows that a few minutes of writing will also suffice.
I thought I'd take a stab at it. Don't know how long I will keep it up for. I could certainly stand feeling better. Everything's been blah and depressing. About the only thing that keeps me relatively on the right side of happy is writing and my friends, both online and off.
So this is just a stream of consciousness thing, basically for my own sanity than anything else.
Of course, the problem is finding something meaningful to write about. Most days I go about not doing much that I would consider meaningful or thinking deep thoughts. I wish I did.
Not surprisingly, my main activity outside of work is writing. Sometimes when I've made people smile because of what I've been writing or have entertained them in some way, it does make this crazy, obsessive activity, seem more meaningful rather than just something I do for my own enjoyment.
When I started writing, it was really for myself. It's something I love doing. But its become more than that. Writing has put me in touch with a wonderful group of people with similar interests. Its great to be able to talk about the characters we love, to have passionate debates, to be silly and to share everyday things. I've come to love the dynamic of it, both interaction with people who respond to what I write and through online conversations.
There is also the community of characters who seemed to have come alive and taken up residence in my head sometimes. They are amusing and frustrating at times. Sometimes both at the same time.
I don't know...is that meaningful enough for today? Maybe I'll just start off slow.
The significant thing today is going to see the doctor. I had to take a work-day-at-home because she asked me to come in to see her today. I had a pelvic ultrasound done a couple of weeks ago. Its probably nothing. The last time a doctor asked me to come in after test results, it was nothing more than telling me that my cholesterol level was borderline.
EDIT: Well, I'm back from the doctor. Nothing majorly alarming just some things she wants to continue checking. I have another test scheduled in May.