"Why do I keep a notebook at all?"
My reason is existential. By writing the things that pop into my head down into my notebook, I teach my brain that those ideas - my ideas - are worthy of being written down at all.
Each note becomes another brick of the house I’m building, a monument to a simple yet elusive truth: that what I notice is worth noticing.
Each note becomes another brick of the house I’m building, a monument to a simple yet elusive truth: that what I notice is worth noticing.
"Why do I keep a notebook at all?"
“Keep coming back. It works if you work it, so work it, because you’re worth it.”