Yesterday i didn't write about my day because i couldn't think of a reason to do so other than it's because it's what i did the day before which doesn't make sense. If the only reason you're doing a pointless thing today is because you did the same pointless thing yesterday then that's not a reason. So I had to think of a reason.
I'll record some of the mundane moments of my life so that years later i can read and remember them. That will be my reason.
Where i currently live is a place i lived in as a child and hadn't been back to until three years ago after a gap of around 35 years. Every now and then i'll see something (say the places in town i bought my records or some place on the walk to the old school) that will prompt me to remember something, something i hadn't thought of for decades. And it doesn't matter how ordinary a thing it is, just the fact that something had been buried under a heap of other later memories for so long is uncovered then brought to consciousness feels like a triumph. Like the solution to some difficult problem you'd given up on and stopped thinking about just suddenly pops in to your head.
I can't remember what happened yesterday.