I realise that not everyone is as stationery and planner obsessed as I am, so be warned this post does contain a bit of geeking out in regards to that area. For those who are curious, read on!
I suppose everyone goes through different phases in life and it depends a lot on what’s going on around them.
Recently I have let my surrounding and the goings on get a grip on me. A suffocating grip. One that I want to be free of. Desperately.
As of late, I have fallen in love with writing again. Here I don’t mean typing or even just writing a story, but I actually mean writing. Simply taking a pen to paper and letting your thoughts flow in whichever direction they choose to go.
Eyes blink open
Bright light blinks into eyes
My Inner Voice
Noises and people and places,
Everything, everyone, everywhere,
A myriad of distractions filling all the empty spaces.
That Coffee and Page Smell
Nervous fingers trace the spine.
Surely, this will lead near to divine
New tales of adventures to behold.
We shall journey until warm embraces us enfold.
- Side note: This story was written in response to an Invitation to write a Cinderella story.
- The creators of the challenge are Anne and Theresa and you can click on their names to read their initial stories.
Outside on a stranger’s trampoline, Cindy wondered how she let herself be dragged to yet another party that she did not want to attend. Izelle and Stacia were to blame of course. They’re always to blame for things like this happening lately. Cindy sat with her legs dangling off the edge of the trampoline, with a drink in her hand. It was a Cream Soda. Cindy doesn’t like to drink much (alcohol makes her a bit anxious) so she stuck to the sweet stuff.
The Erin Condren Life Planner
In August of this year I was on vacation in America and while I was there, I picked up an Erin Condren Life Planner (I had been drooling over them on YouTube for the majority of this year and simply had to get one).