i’ve been writing in this journal since march.
i’ve furiously scribbled fears and foibles i wish to erase.
i’ve exhumed memories which never needed revisiting.
with pen in hand, i’ve vigorously quarried and tunneled for the quiet mind, the peaceful heart.
anxiety ridden pages anguishing over moments missed; taking myself to task for not savoring the sweet in each second.
today is the first day i noticed what is written on its cover.
I have been wanting to start keeping a journal. Thanks for the inspiration!