I worry that I'm not writing enough. One day, my life is going to become jarringly mundane again. I'm going to have nothing from my trip but my memories, photos, and my travel diary. And my memories will fade quickly. A travel buddy of mine captures detailed stories in his notebook, while I just write short-to-medium length quips for Facebook. The entire social media layer I have added to my diary complicates things. I think the feedback actually helps me hone my writing, and I love the conversations and validation it generates, but I'm also concerned about my desire to entertain people. It makes me hold back my true feelings a bit, as sometimes my most honest posts are also the least liked.