And consequently have nothing much to tell you. Is that okay? I can’t remember the last time I felt compelled to reveal any part of my life to a one-dimensional surface.
Except for that one time, when I prayed to a train window to please please please let me not throw up on this train.
So even though I’ve lost the plot with journaling, I’ve picked it up elsewhere in life, which is infinitely more important to me right now.
Our first year wedding anniversary is this Sunday. I think that means paper, which is fragile, but not nearly as fragile as binary code.
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Happy Anniversary (and happy journaling endeavors)!
I tagged you for a thing, hurrah! xx
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