Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Journals

There's the big red book for life events.

The little handheld notebook cradled in real Italian leather.

And the spiral bound notebook with a manila cover.

Oh, and of course the olive green Moleskin.

And now: here is this navy blue practical-looking blank journal.

The greatest thing is it's blank. Just waiting.

Waiting for all my thoughts, ideas, dreams, and secrets.

It starts living today, as I breath new life with my pen.

A little piece of me is rekindled, shed my melancholic apathy and rise with new blood pumping.

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