Howdy, strangers! I forgot (again) how quickly these pile up when I run out of energy before I can post them each day. I will have to figure out another schedule. But here are some glimpses of the past week or so, plus a throwback photo my mom sent because last Wednesday I fell asleep before remembering to take a picture. [gallery ids=“93849,93851,93853,93854,93855,93856,93857,93858,93859” type=“rectangular”] Pretty much every workday starts out great and ends up with me being the tiredest person to ever tire.
Sometime last year, I dreamed that my Midori Traveler’s Notebook suddenly hatched a smaller sibling, like my notebook’s Mini-Me. I chalked it up to my habit of reading too many stationery blogs, and left it at that. But this smaller version of my daily notebook kept resurfacing in my dreams. The two notebooks were a matched set, but then I would wake up and there was only one of them. Frankly, it bothered me.
[caption id=“attachment_92230” align=“alignnone” width=“2048”]Processed with VSCOcam with se3 preset[/caption] In the film adaptation of my life, my jaunty sidekick would be my notebook. It has always been my notebook, ever since I knew how to write in one. When I was still young and wanted to grow up to be a librarian / private investigator / Indiana Jones hybrid, I would catalog seemingly random details of the world around me in a spiral reporter’s notebook.