What you see here is an addict.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve been drawn to the school
supply aisle of any grocery or drugstore. I know that that’s where I can find the
items that feed my pen and paper addiction. It is there that containers of
pens, pencils, folders, heck, even sharpeners, really turn me on. I’ve learned
to discipline myself into only buying these tools when absolutely necessary.
But it is a struggle.
I can’t say the same for my addiction to binders. Notebooks,
loose leaf and composition books? Gotta have them. And I pick them up every
chance I get. Within these pages, I write my daily to-do lists, short stories
and even the beginnings of novels. And even after said novel or short story is
completed, I like to keep these handwritten pages as a rough draft of my
beginnings. So I often have multiple binders available. The used ones are
stored on my top closet shelf as shown above.
Recently, I stumbled upon a notebook that I began in 2010 (I
also date each entry). In it, I had a list of things I was unsatisfied with in
my life and how I’d go about changing them. I put the notebook away and forgot
all about it. But when I found it the other day, I realized I’d completed quite
a few of these goals without even remembering the list. I knew these notebooks
would take me somewhere!
