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Journaling has been a daily ritual for me for 40+ years. The simply act of writing each morning is how I like to begin my day and when I can't do it, which happens from time to time, I feel...well, incomplete. As if I'd put on only one sock. You can get through the day that way but it feels unbalanced. The fact that you may find interesting, or amusing if you wish, is that I do not keep my journals. When they are filled up I re-read them and then throw them away! Yes, you heard correctly...I chuck 'em! It's part of my Taoist practice to wade through the day to day dramas of life, reflect on them and then let them go. I move on.
My journaling on location, even the little sketches I make, are kept only for as long as I need them and then they too disappear. I'm not quite sure why this is true for me. I know others who save volumes of their journals forever. For me it is the mere act of physically writing that is important; sometimes in a kind of "stream of consciousness" way. It is process rather than product for me.
So, write or not...save them or chuck 'em...it's up to you. Here is an excellent blog post on journaling you may find illuminating...