remember these?
from my little craft/home decor/d-i-y book?
well, it's done. full. not a single page left. it feels like the end of an era. i know it's a relatively small thing but it makes me happy. the old book is full of things and ideas i saw and loved and made and attempted. and the new one is empty. clean sheets of white paper. there's something about a blank book that just speaks to me for some reason. i hoard them, thinking of the things i will fill them with, the ideas i'll have, the drawings i'll make. i already have magazine tears waiting to be glued into the new book. hurrah for endless possibilities, right? even if you don't get to all of them, there is the dream of them and that's enough for me.
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refreshing
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