I've got 3 pages left in this notebook (for anybody not following along from the beginning, every entry is first written in a journal). I would have had 5, but Mia grabbed the wrong notebook during our McCloud vacation, and the last sheet was used as a scorecard for a game of Scrabble.
It's hard to believe that I've almost filled up an entire notebook already. At this point, the writing has become a habit. I much prefer to get it done in the morning, but, sometimes, that doesn't happen, and when bed time rolls around, I know that my day won't be complete until I've put some pen to paper. Though, I admit that there were a couple of nights that I typed my thoughts into the notepad on my phone and wrote them in the journal the next day.
Journal #2 is queued up and ready to go when I run out of pages in here. And I'm excited to see what it has in store.
Journal #1 has already transformed my life for the better, and I don't intend to quit anytime soon.