The focus or purpose of why I spend time in a sketchbook/journal is multifaceted, and different on different days. I find great joy in experimenting with new mediums. So, sometimes it's playing with a new tool, paper or media. Sometimes I want to center myself and sink into a thoughtful drawing. Then there are those painful and difficult days, where I just allow a ragged war-torn emotion to show up on the page however it sees fit. The what or why doesn't matter nearly as much to me, as simply honoring the friendship with a daily connection.