Hey Reader
I sit on the floor and start to flip through a half-used journal. As I read my own handwriting, I remember ...
I poured my heart out in most of that journal, but there are quite a few blank pages at the end.
I feel myself tearing up, I am not sure why-
But, back to work, I'm here to clean the bookcase!
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I don't want to waste the wisdom, ideas, and inspiration I have been given because I'm a perfectionist, distracted or disorganized.
How do you keep track of the paper clutter, ideas and inspiration that you want to keep AND to how do you find it when you need it?
Hit reply and let me know if you have a system or need one!
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