
I have always admired people who journal; who write out their thoughts or prayers, ordering their inner life or chronicling their outer one. I believe these people are at an advantage, and will more likely succeed at, well, whatever they are writing about. But I can't do it, not without sounding like a psycho who is in great need of intervention. And what if I really am? I certainly don't want other people to find it out via my own hand! But I love journals, notebooks, all things paper. Love to make collage art journals and have stacks of them all over the house. So if you're a writer, a list maker, or journal-er (is that a word?) I respect you. And I have a shop for you! Because while I don't journal, I'm certainly willing to make money off people who do :)
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