I love buying notebooks. Love cool covers. Love heavy paper. While Gina and I were out celebrating the anniversary of our first date we saw these notebooks with covers of classic harboiled novels on them. We bought one of each.
Then a few weeks later I found this one while looking for something for Gina.
|(I carry this with me every day, but I haven't written one word in it.)|
But here's the thing. As much as I like notebooks, I don't like writing in them. There's something about putting pen to those pages that jams me up. I feel some obligation to fill these cool notebooks with quality material.
I don't know if it's that they are a little more expensive than something that's spiral-bound that makes me feel like I can't just put random thoughts in them or what.
Am I the only one with this affliction? Please, someone else admit it so I don't feel alone.