The Book of Thoughts

Today is Sunday, and I feel like I should post something.

I have recently bought an adorable little notebook (it's green!) that I will henceforth refer to as the Book of Thoughts. I intend to write random thoughts that strike me as particularly clever at the moment in there, so it will be a collection of my own rubbish wisdom about life, quotes I like, and just realizations I've had and I think are worth writing down.

I also have a (or rather many) book of ideas, in which I write story ideas. I don't really have a diary anymore, but I used to have one in my early teen years. I wonder sometimes if I will regret it later in life that I didn't keep a diary because memories tend to get lost, and a diary is one way of keeping them... but I never was very good at writing about my life. It all just seemed so insignificant. No, scratch that, I should say it all seems so insignificant, present tense.

And anyway, I've got a blog now, blogs are cool. (Not what I meant to say, but couldn't help it.) I've got a blog now, which is sort of like a diary. Although admittedly, I don't really post that much about my life here... because it is all BORING INSIGNIFICANCE.

*cries tears of unimportance*

Not really. I'm rather content with my life. And I'll leave you on that cheerful note.