A good pen is a beautiful thing.

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So I’m a bit unstable. I blow up or break down without warning. I’ve been so concerned with being in control that I don’t realize what I’m suppressing. I need an outlet…

I haven’t written in my journal in a really long time. I haven’t read a book, or tried some creative writing in a while either. I’m beginning to get restless, so I’m taking out time…right now. At 12:36 AM I’m deciding to turn off the television, put my itunes on shuffle, turn on the AC, and sip some cool ice tea while I write out every emotion I’ve felt since the beginning of spring semester up to now.

I’ve picked out an appropriate journal from my collection, and my favorite pen. I’m not sure how many pages I’ll write or when I’ll stop. However, I do know that once I do I’ll be relieved. Maybe nothing will change…but my heart will be a little lighter.