Lost in my journals

I kept a journal or a series of journals for years. It’s a writer’s best friend. There was a story I was looking for in them today. How boring my life must be if I have to write short stories in my journal! I went through 7 of them! I found lots of interesting stuff, but not the story I was looking for. How inconvenient. Well, it must not have been any good. The universe says I’m supposed to start again!