In this technological age it sadly seems that the era of the notebook has been left behind.
I spent much of my childhood scribbling into various 'diaries' they never lasted till more than March but looking back now they're precious glimpses into the little person I was back then.
This current notebook has been in circulation for a year or two, sometimes I've used it everyday, others I haven't touched it in months. Looking back through today though in order to snap these photos (choosing the least revealing/provocative page of course!) was hilarious. The above post was a recollection of one of my incredibly vivid dreams and thanks to the paper above I feel I can almost relive it even now.
Such is the beauty of a notebook.
Do any of you keep one? Or do you see them as a waste of time and potential danger (hello nosy people in unguarded bedrooms)
