Most days, nothing really happens. You went to work, you came home, you scrolled. By bedtime you're wondering what's even worth recording. So you skip. The journal gathers dust.
Here's the secret: the boring days are the journal. The dramatic ones get remembered by themselves — you don't need notes for the day your sister got married or the day you got the offer letter. You need notes for the Tuesdays in between, because those are the ones that vanish.
When you can't think of anything, try one of these. What did you eat that you enjoyed. What's the smallest thing that made you smile. Who you thought about for no reason. What the weather was doing. What song was stuck in your head.
It doesn't have to be insightful. It just has to be specific. "Sky was orange at 6pm." "Made paneer with too much salt." "Texted Priya for the first time in a month."
Six months from now those one-liners will bring the whole day back. The big days were never the problem.