Moleskine. ramble.

I bought my first Moleskine today.

I am almost embarrassed to admit it. I have been keeping a paper journal for the past decade. It started out as a way to expunge my deepest thoughts, then evolved into a monotonous log of my days, and eventually became an outlet for my creative energies- a mix of art, writing, and collections of photos and keepsakes. I have always been extremely particular about my journal, which is why I am almost embarrassed to admit that I’ve just now found out about the Moleskine. My first journal was black and leather bound. While it was ruled, I was quick to switch to a plain notebook journal where I could sketch, draw doodles in the margins, and play with fonts. I found that ruled paper for journaling is too stifling. It puts these constraints on your writing and your creativity. So I’ve had these black leather bound plain notebooks for the past ten years or so, filling up around eight journals. (Moleskine are black oilcloth bound journals with superb paper than just grabs the inspiration right out of your pen.) They’re pretty much uniform and identical. Something I like. I also am particular about using a black fountain ink pen. I like the rawness it portrays on the paper. It also doesn’t require as much energy to write as a ball point pen does. You just lightly grasp and gently drag it over the surface and it captures all the tension and hidden feelings behind every word. anyway. I leave for Florida tomorrow. It’ll be good to see the fam.