My first journals were in small sketchbooks, now they live on assorted hard drives and discs. My next goal is to find a home for all these falling apart journals. I’ve sent off one letter and gotten no response. The many years of journaling weigh on me, and I’d like to know this part of my life is safe somewhere. Perhaps I need expert guidance with all this.
Most mornings I struggle a bit to find the words for the Shop Facebook page. I’ve struggled a little to post here every day this month too. I don’t think I’ve said anything particularly intellectual, caring, or even revealing. Little personal, tho yesterday I gave away that I love Taco Tuesdays at the Brigantine. Then again you knew that. All in all, I have really enjoyed NoJoMo this year.
I’m taking a day or two off. Saving the month’s entries, the pictures, all that stuff to my backup HD and thumb drive. Smiling, stretching, and finishing the Christmas Cards.