However, I will not use this forum to extol the virtues of digital anything. I’ve lost blog posts, word processed documents and digital photos almost at the same rate as journals, printed papers/letters, and printed photos.

I’m just sad about this journal because it was the first one that I’d planned on looking back at in the future to get a hindsight view of my experience with the detail of my written notes added.

Perhaps that was just too much planning on my part. I’m okay with that but I miss my little journal. It was cute. Here’s what the cover looked like.

It made me happy and had a great binding. Sigh. I’ll miss you little birchy. I still have hope to find you in a random place where I will greet you with a laugh and some ink on your pages to celebrate.

One of my favorite of the recent dream selections involved someone who has written me off in waking reality, communicating to me in pictograms that she’s warming up to me again. I woke up feeling really good. I’m too scared to tell her about it – to break the ice, if you will – as she’s made it quite clear that she’s not interested in having anything to do with me anymore and she peppers her language to me with threats of bodily harm.

I wish I could remember what the pictograms were. In the dream it was really fun deciphering them and then talking about them with her.

Sigh.