A mood, a few small structured questions, five hundred words at most. Optional photos with captions, optional #tags for the people and themes that matter, optional daily numbers if you want to track them.

When something matters, write at length. No cap.

Day one is light. Year five is irreplaceable. The week becomes a month, the month a year, the year a life.

Patterns surface that you could not see day to day. On this date, what you wrote before. Letters from a past you, arriving on the day you set.

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Lose your password, fall back to a twenty-four word recovery phrase. Lose both, the data is gone forever. That is the contract.