You know how some people can't be trusted in a shoe store? or a store with lots of handbags? Well, one of my weaknesses is stationery stores (I also have an odd love of hardware stores, but that is a whole other story) I'm always buying blank books and notebooks. Blank paper just calls out to me.
But just think--all the great novels of the world that have ever been written--they all started with a bunch of blank paper! The latent potential of the unwritten page just beckons to me. One of the saddest things about not being in school anymore is the lack of new school supplies.
But it's a new year--with no mistakes in it yet, as Anne would say. A whole year of blank paper to write my story onto. Will it be a comedy this year? Or dare I wish, a romance? Or an enlightening tale of God's provision?
Well, I hope it's all of these things. The possibilities are endless..and I'm excited.
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My apartment is full of oh-so-enticing paper ... I just couldn't resist. It was all going to be such a cool journal ... and here I am, journaling on the Internet instead. I feel as though I should apologize to all that paper ...
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