worn exterior
bulged with ideas inside
my journal, my life
Photo of my commonplace book from my personal collection.
Oeuvre Hitherto [haiku]
Wind Rush
Sharing the ephemeral joy of the moment
worn exterior
bulged with ideas inside
my journal, my life
Photo of my commonplace book from my personal collection.
Wind Rush 
Lovely to see your journal, LuAnne, bursting with the joy of life…sacred. Thank you.
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Thank you, Jet. Journaling is such a part of my life that it is difficult to imagine not doing it. In fact as the haiku states, journaling represents my life! Thanks for stopping by.
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Same sentiments here. I’ve been keeping a journal of some sort since high school. Journaling keeps me grounded.
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Alanna, that is wonderful. I started a ‘diary’ after my freshman year of high school, but dropped off in college. I picked it up after my dad died and it helped me through my grief. I guess I have been journaling since then. I agree with you, it keeps me grounded as well. Thanks for your comment.
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Worn exterior means doing stuff, which is goodness, like Twain said “Wrinkles should merely indicate where smiles have been”, so I see it in a positive, joyous way, one that contributed to the bulging ideas!
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Thank you so much for these kind and inspiring words, EW. I have the wrinkles and the bulges so I must be doing fine. 🙂
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All I hear you say is that your life is full of smiles 😊
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very good, LuAnne. Love Yvette
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