Sunday, October 17, 2004

Dear Diary

I have been writing a lot in a thick notebook that I lug around every day. I actually got it because it's got perforated pages and it's a nice letter-writing size. I have a fetish for notebooks. I keep buying them but never once have I used a notebook till the very last page. I have pretty ones with stripes and stuff which are expensive, but also free movie tie-in ones. I even used to make my own notebooks too.

Mostly I'm not too fussy about them, just as long as the paper is nice to write on with my favourite pen and it's lined. Well, I was saying. This thick notebook I have, I have been writing in it almost everyday since the breakup. For some reason, my thoughts flow easier when I'm writing in it. I haven't really read what I've written for the past 2 months till today and I realise that it charted everything that I've gone through. From the little irritations that gnawed at me on the way to work, to the weird dreams I've had, to the sleepless nights and the hot weather, to the major breakdowns where everything falls apart and I will wonder how I am going to pick myself up after.

Despite being a really thick notebook, I've already written about 1/2 way into it. And I promised myself in the beginning that I will be alright by the time I reach the final pages. It seemed now that whether I want to or not, I am getting better, and I may need to get a new notebook soon cos I'm getting bored with this chapter of my life.

posted by Sharon K at 6:52 am