In under a week, we will be welcoming in a new year.
I love the sound of that. The idea of it.
A new year is a book unwritten.
It is a journal opened for the first time to soft paper with tooth and texture.
It will hold whatever you record, absorbing it as if to remember. Ink will settle into its fibers.
Whatever you commit to its pages will have a perman…
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