I saw a woman frantically writing something on her journal. I was at the park then, enjoying a leisurely Sunday. It reminded me of the days you could also see me always frantically writing on my notebooks. I wrote mini-novels back then. Romance novels. I wrote on cheap notebooks. Those were the ones I could afford when I was still in school. But those notebooks were filled with writings.
I can afford to buy expensive quality notebooks now. I even buy those cute little notebooks I see in novelty stores and book shops. But I don’t write that much anymore. I mean on notebooks. I write more on my notebook computer. It’s easier to me. I still keep my old notebooks and I plan on having them bound.
Still, seeing that woman made me want to write pen on paper again…