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
I hope you do write a book, dear Storyteller, and do all the things you plan. You're only young once, and besides that you have so much talent. xx
ReplyDeletePlease write a book - I love your musings. Melancholy but beautiful. Thank you for posting them :) xx
ReplyDeleteDo write that book--you have nothing to lose. (And, do go to Alaska. It's so beautiful.)
ReplyDeleteI don't think sadness ever completely disappears, sorry to say. You are so wonderful and beautiful, even despite all your fears and doubts, you shine. You absolutely must fill a notebook with a novel and other lovely dreams. I think you do not realise what an utterly brave soul you are. x
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