why do i do this?

(an excerpt from my written journal) I've thought about why i even do this (journal) more lately - well here & there i think about it and wonder if there's some purpose outside of me for it. It's compulsory - like i HAVE to write shit down because i HAVE to record it for some reason. so that it exists. if thoughts and events, memories, conversations, revelations, poems, joys, frustrations, lessons & life changing moments are only in my head, they are forgotten & then they cease to exist. so there you have it. and there's another reason...as i write, i think and i delve into my reasoning and emotions and spirit...past reality and present understanding and the "norm"...most of the time. and i'm able to explain and understand and gain some wisdom and insight. i "work it out" alot just by taking the precious time to sit down quietly with my pen and book and write shit down. sometimes it's deep and sometimes its just recording a current situation or event. what it is, is a necessity. even more necessary than creating visual art...way more. i write SOMETHING on a daily basis. and i enjoy it very much.