Saturday, October 08, 2005
Notebook Labeled
Tonight I scribbled into my green spiral bound notebook labeled “zine.” Thoughts that I considered intriguing at the time were documented but I’m sure no fruition will come of them due to the indecipherability of my handwriting. This conjures up images of gray hared linguists in the future looking over my journals and attempting to decode what this primitive writer had to say. Yet, such fond romanticism is not meant to be true.
Tonight I scribbled into my green spiral bound notebook labeled “zine.” Thoughts that I considered intriguing at the time were documented but I’m sure no fruition will come of them due to the indecipherability of my handwriting. This conjures up images of gray hared linguists in the future looking over my journals and attempting to decode what this primitive writer had to say. Yet, such fond romanticism is not meant to be true.
# posted by Nick D @ 12:41 AM 
