I got a new OG-diary; one that I will be using from today through August. My little diary excited me, just like any new stationery does. I drew a petrified Calvin on the first page with my favourite Bill Watterson poem surrounding him.
This diary is the start of something wonderful and exciting. I can't wait to fill it with ideas, dates, logs and other important things. I can picture myself thirty years from today, climbing up a ladder and finding this little book at the top of some dusty, old cupboard; and then opening it up to find memories of the one Malhar which was most special to me.
I am quite the romantic fool at times, am I not?
This diary is the start of something wonderful and exciting. I can't wait to fill it with ideas, dates, logs and other important things. I can picture myself thirty years from today, climbing up a ladder and finding this little book at the top of some dusty, old cupboard; and then opening it up to find memories of the one Malhar which was most special to me.
I am quite the romantic fool at times, am I not?
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