Looking through my previous scrawls, I’ve found a disturbing amount of pages written during a particularly… hmm, how to put it… tiring time? Most were about love, really. Mine and not. Just things I wanted vented and out of my head. I’ll be posting one a day for the next nine days (including today) and turning the pages into cranes for my little collection. Well, its not so little anymore. 500 and growing.
I apologize in advance for the dreary posts about to govern the blog for the next week. I’ll post something incredibly happy when it’s over—I swear.