I love journals. In fact, I have a lot of it at home. Some I have written a few lines on, some are still untouched until now. I just love looking at it and the thought that I have a couple ready to be written on. Weird but it’s true.
I have one that I turned into a semi-scrapbook. But since the lazy me is more comfortable writing using the computer, I have stopped using that journal now. It’s still with me, together with old books I have, stored in a big clear box. One of these days, I will start using these journals. For what, I don’t know yet.
