When I was a kid, I would say 8-year-old, I began to write journal as I visited other places. Absolutely, it wasn’t out of my own initiative at the very first - my mom made me write all the stuffs down at the end of a day.
However, as time goes by, I found out the value of those pieces of writings I left from every trip. As I open up my journal, though full of childish and naive styles of writing, I am shocked to see how much valuable memory that have been kept fully in those small, stale notebooks.
I am really glad that my mom asked me to take all those journals so that my experiences of all that journeys will not vanish with time.
It is hence my reason to open up this journal project, wishing everyone to value each journey they have been through.