Ghost town...
Maybe I will write to myself because I doubt anyone really comes around this area anymore. That is kind of fantastic actually. The internet.
I wonder if everyone all decided at the same exact time they have nothing to write about anymore. That is neat to think about I guess. Everyone thinking in sync.
I think my life just became busy and I started to discover the magic of a real notebook all over again. With a pen and paper. It was quite the discovery.
Walking through Brooklyn yesterday was probably the best five minutes I had in my entire life.
Autumn finally approached me. I never stopped to look around and say hello to it for the past month or so.
Although it was freezing, It made me feel warmer on the inside knowing that it was around.
This will probably be the last time I am able to write in here. Now that this tradition of time and waiting has developed, I now must wait another year or so until I can update again.
I wonder if everyone all decided at the same exact time they have nothing to write about anymore. That is neat to think about I guess. Everyone thinking in sync.
I think my life just became busy and I started to discover the magic of a real notebook all over again. With a pen and paper. It was quite the discovery.
Walking through Brooklyn yesterday was probably the best five minutes I had in my entire life.
Autumn finally approached me. I never stopped to look around and say hello to it for the past month or so.
Although it was freezing, It made me feel warmer on the inside knowing that it was around.
This will probably be the last time I am able to write in here. Now that this tradition of time and waiting has developed, I now must wait another year or so until I can update again.