unfinished business

Mar 28, 2007 23:38

i lost it.
my journal. 
the real one.
the notebook i take everywhere.
the little black moleskin which carries all my unadulterated secrets.

it may not seem a great loss to some.
but to a journaler, its a grave travesty. a sliver of self. its my life record.  how will i know where i am, if i can't look back and see where i've been?

maybe thats why i've been so cranky lately, like a toddler who has gone without an afternoon nap.  quick to temper.  exhausted yet headstrong.

it doesn't feel quite right starting a new moleskin when my current is out there somewhere, unfinished.  i dislike unfinished things.  everything needs a natural ending.

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everything is irritating me. especially my job right now.  the political climate is stifling and it makes me want to hide.

why can't people just put aside their ego and be nice to each other.  i'll never understand why such a small thing is so hard to do?

journal, work

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