Writing is the best snapshot of yourself.
Every day, so many ideas boil over in my mind, only a few are written down (on 200 WAD and my journal).
Compare to the fresh thoughts or the unable-to-be-written, when I look back the survived words, they are magical.
Though some are just squeezed out or driven by aimless boring for having enough words to publish on 200 WAD, filling out my blank "free writing" page, or accomplishing the scheduled goal, I am enjoyable to read them later.
It seems like time is working its magic on the texts, or maybe because of my writing style?
My writing is far away from great, my vocabulary is just so so, my topis are normal life points instead of philosophy theory, but they're from 100% honesty, like self-talk.
So, keep writing, catch up the lighting in your storming brain as well as the "air" in your empty mind.
No matter how boring, ridiculous, meaningless they are at the present, write down in the most honest details, and then leave.
After X minutes (X > 5), read your words again, in other words, meet your "X-minute-younger" self.
Then the time magic will work, you may find some hidden highlights or ignored truth.
I call it a round of self-discovery iteration.