It's a frustrating feeling whenever you get a new journal, and no matter the worth, you never wish to write in it. This very feeling seems to scream against the intricate muscles in your hand, if the journal happens to be expensive. Still, quite a few months ago, I always seem to lose track of the time, I decided to make my own journals. It was a happy idea and after a few homemade journals, I set them aside in order to be forgotten.
Recently, I was reunited with these journals that I so happened upon in a dusty shoe box filled with random knick knacks. My thoughts were immediately jumping with ideas and I reached out for the soft covered journal closest to me. However, the moment I sat down to write something it was as if my imagination bottlenecked at the very sight of a blank page. It's funny how I can sit at my computer and type this blog, but to write in a journal and exhume old dusty ideas is always a taxing task!
Ah well! Eventually I'll overcome the fear of making a mistake and just start writing. I've come to the conclusion that it must be a fear, and at least with fears we can put them to past! Anyway, happy holidays and enjoy a hot chocolate topped with little marshmallows, that's my favorite holiday beverage! Ha!
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