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2015.
I was reading some old entries last night and realized how much I miss sitting down to write, not that I have as much going on as I did in college and Scotland, but I want to pick it up again.
No matter how rusty I am. -
postcards.
Postcards have risen in price abroad! (Doomsday voice ( Read more... ) -
scrapbooks.
These are some of my first pages from one or two of the books I completed of the six from the summer. They're fun to write, though I always forget something.
Glenn,
I can’t quite recall what I did for that mini thing I gave you last year, so, I’m just starting all over.
Do you remember the first time we met? (cliché, uh oh) It was at your ( Read more... ) -
surprise mail.
I love getting mail, but even better is walking to your door and finding mail when you don't expect it.
Aw! <3
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speak.
There's this phrase that says that you should say something that needs to be said, because if you don't who will? Not that this applied to all, but even Kim was getting frustrated with Chris - and that's a rare sight. While I was first here, I was upset with him because I never heard from him and I contacted him 3 or so occasions within a span of ( Read more... ) -
darkness.
It's funny what you can find on a hard drive. Old journal entries and old high school writing assignments, like this one on darkness and nightmares, not that I'm promising that they'll be any good:
You fall down a cliff unaware of what is at the bottom, encapsulated in darkness. Is this dream or reality? You hit the bottom, or your idea of the ( Read more... ) -
post.
I mailed some postcards and a letter today. It cost me like $8. o___-
It's actually really hard to write letters that are good and not all filled with fluff and silly things, like I felt my most recent one was. Well, that's mostly because it was short, but I think I'm doing an overwhelming amount of things...well, experiencing, so it's very hard for ( Read more... )
