• Location: Upstairs in bed
• Mood: Verbal
• Music: tinyjo is talking to the people on Stargate. Sometimes I worry...

Where is my mind?

As I've mentioned, I've been doing morning pages on and off (and more on than off) for the last few months. When I realised that I'd written my hundredth today, it seemed like something to celebrate, so I exported the lot into a text file and fed it to Wordle to see what's been praying on my mind. Turns out it's this:


I'd tried writing some analysis of this, but it gives such a neat overview that I decided that writing about it spoilt the impact. (Maybe I'll do some graphs later.) I will mention that this represents 74,470 words, a number that invokes equal parts pride and mortification. So much time! So much effort! So many words, all typed into the tiny keyboard of my lovely little phone!