I bought a new journal yesterday. While I am not quite done with my old one yet, I am tired of writing in it. I started that one back at the end of summer 2008. I was originally very adamant about finishing off the journal, but decided to start a new one April 1st. April is going to be such a good month that I don’t want any of it to be clumped in with all the memories from the past two and a half years. So much has happened since then. I feel like my life right now deserves a whole new book of blank pages.
(Also, note to self: never buy a huge journal ever again.)