My diary are the pages I fill the most.
My coloring book is a close second.
My datebook is becoming my life, my coloring book, and my diary,
So I always have all three.
I'm toying with the idea of writing a book,
but I am brave enough?
So maybe that notebook will fill next.
Would Alaska bring the adventure I seek?
I could go tomorrow and then fly to Paris the day after.
Would Alaska be giving up,
or simply picking a brand new adventure?
I miss letters, I owe ever so many.
But what would I write to you?
I worry that my fears would be too much for you.
I can be quite scary sometimes.
Perhaps one day, the sadness will go away completely.
I will write you, for sure, then.
xoxo the storyteller