I was BIG into keeping a journal around last year. I would write in it daily, but lately I've neglected to really use it at all... For whatever reason it's become less important to me, but I do view that as a good thing! I remember reading back at the earliest of entries and just laughing at myself for the things I was writing because they seem *so* irrelevant now. I also had a breakdown one day and figured that 'male self' had written about ten pages worth in my journal and that resulted in me ripping pages out and burning them LOL. It's all funny to me now though =) Strange how we change, and it can be fascinating to look back at the old writings/musings just to say, "Wow, I'm glad I got that all figured out now!" It does feel good.
I think this post might make me want to start writing again, however. It's been a long time since I've been able to look back and feel that way.