June 5th...
Somewhere in this madness of a bookshelf is a folded up piece of ripped yellow paper. On it is a story I started a long time ago and would really like to type out and add on to....maybe even finish! I found my journal from my Creative Writing class in college and was instantly proud of myself for knowing where it was, only to be disappointed in the fact that I had taken all the loose leaf story starters out. I remember doing it too, when we first moved here and were unpacking the books I felt all macho and organizy and I started "cleaning" up the mess of loose papers I had. I know I didn't throw them away, I'm a procrastinator and a non-project finisher...but I'm not stupid! Those were my story starters and I was proud of them...some of them anyway. (I know, it's obvious I got off the "unpacking" track about the 4th shelf down and just stuck everything in...and there it sits 6 months later.) Anyway...the search is still on and hopefully I will be up all night writing. I am in the mood for that today. I am in the mood to paint too and if I can't find my piece of paper I might just break out the paints. It feels good to feel all artsy and crafty, this is how I felt in high school!
***Update, I tried to go paint just now and my paints are all garbage! Grrr! Who new acrylic paint doesn't last forever? Probably everyone but me...oh well.
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