I wrote in my notebook yesterday. The smooth flow of ink over the textured paper appealed to my hand.
The words, though, were uninteresting; I will not transcribe them here.
42 words on day 557
I write every day whether I like it or not. In about three years I'll stop.
I wrote in my notebook yesterday. The smooth flow of ink over the textured paper appealed to my hand.
The words, though, were uninteresting; I will not transcribe them here.
42 words on day 557