My Obsession With Notebooks

I am obsessed with notebooks. Not any particular type of notebook, just any notebook with fresh, new paper in it.

When I go into Target or Office Depot, I'm like a kid in a candy store. I'm particularly partial to organizers. Those leather-bound books give me goose bumps. I probably have 20 of them laying around.

The weird thing is I don't even carry them with me or necessarily use them. I just love to buy them. I love the idea of them.

It's an illness.

But I'm okay with it. I've accepted my addiction and have decided not to fight it anymore. You see, with each new notebook comes a new beginning. A blank slate. A new notebook erases my past mistakes and failures and gives me renewed hope for the next big idea.

I know that's why I decided to develop a line of journals. Now I have 4700, I mean 4698 journals in my garage. I should never need for another journal.

But I do.

I will continue to buy them whether I need them or not. My notebooks and journals give me hope. They are part of the process - the journey.

And it's all about the journey, right?