By the way, the apocalypse is a favorite day dreaming topic of mine. How nice it would be to simply worry about getting food, finding shelter, and not dying from whatever catastrophe that has tried to wipe out mankind. Sometimes, the apocalypse seems preferable to whatever First World problems I am currently struggling with.
Back to the time and date.
The notes also remind me that we enjoy far more good days together than bad. Even though the wounds, lamenesses, and jackassery seem to rule my world, they don't. At the end of each month, the squares are always filled with more hearts and smiley faces than grouchy ones.
Does anyone else keep a daily journal?