A few years ago I bought a couple notebooks to keep in my backpack. (I have done this for some time.) Mainly to write down ideas that pop into my head and to rough out potential posts. Unfortunately one got destroyed due to my clumsiness and a chai tea latte. The other one, though, has served me well and today I am writing my last posting in it.
This notebook has been with me to San Diego Comicon, to the hospital, classes and lectures of various types… what have you. Its pages are filled with random notes, many now unknown to me of their original intent. There are completed postings, half (or less) ones where the idea just did not work, and some posts finished that I decided for different reasons not to put up. Recipes, phone numbers, even random doodles adorn the pages- some of them DEFINITELY not safe for work. (I get bored and horny sometimes- SUE ME!) Attempts to improve my penmanship, rebellions against the same, sometimes on the very same page. Experiments with different types of pens to find what I like best. (For the record, I prefer Tasche brand fountain pens.) But again, time has marched on and the pages are completely filled to the last.
So as I write this last posting in this notebook, I begin again the process of getting the next notebook in line ready. As usual, I got one with a pocket in it to hold a few items I like to keep with me; my sheets of Decepticon decals, drafts I tore out but want to keep safe, a letter given to me some time ago from a special someone (I may talk about that one in a later posting). They all go into the new notebook, along with my pen of choice, which in turn will go into my backpack. The old one will have its last words written in it, closed up, and placed into my file cabinet… which one day I will hopefully fully organize.
So thank you, loyal notebook. You did your duty most admirably. May the next hold up as well as you did.
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