Many months ago, I blogged about my love for vintage things; anything that looks like it's not from this era is my cup of tea. So I bought this one notebook while I was in England last winter and have yet to use it. I posted a picture of it on my instagram asking for suggestions on what to do with it. Someone said it should be a travel journal plus an album for my polaroid pictures.
It's big notebook with plenty of pages so it would possibly last me for a long time! Also, I highly doubt I'll be doing much travelling in the next few years. I've work and other grown up duties that'll keep me tied down but I do plan to use it even for my travels around Malaysia.
But it'd be interesting to look through the pages when I'm, let's say 30! That's why I love writing so much, everything that gets jotted down is forever archived. Trust me when I say writing is a remarkable gift. There just aren't enough pages and ink for me to jot down all the thoughts and emotions I've.
When you look back at all that you've written in the past, you feel like you're reading the writing of someone else's because whether you realise it or not, you're never the same person that you are a year from now. Some traits of yours may remain but your interests, the way you view things and who you like and dislike will inevitably change.
P.S: I don't purposely include Sprint in my pictures but she tends to pop out of nowhere whenever I'm trying to take a picture of something. Pfft. Vain cat.