The Owl Book

The book is covered in multi-colored, cartoon owls, bursts of color and tiny hearts. It has a purple ribbon to hold my place and a strap to hold it closed. It also harbors the ideas that spill out of my mind and from my pen onto the purple lined pages. My messy script is scrawled over the pages. When inspiration strikes me, the jolt is written down in the Owl Book. I write my dreams and expectations, favorite quotes, lines from movies, poems, doodles, day-fantasies, hopes and everything else in this book, including some pictures from magazines of my ideal wedding dress. Ideas and random thoughts are kept nice and orderly in tthe Owl Book by date. I am a third of the way through it, writing on both sides of the page. I write what I can't share with anyone else in the Owl Book. I keep it in my bag or on my desk. If you see this book, do not open it, on pain of a long, slow, painful, malicious death. As silly as it is, The Owl Book is one of my most prized posessions. It is my confessional, companion, confidant, sketchbook, writing storage, dream holder. Without it, I would possibly lose my mind. Literally.