I’m in love with the written word. At one point I gave some serious thought to switching majors to become a writer. And when I say “serious” I mean I weighed out the pros and cons for about a month. I had these very romantic thoughts of sitting at a typewriter (really) creating lovely tales of love and heartbreak, misadventures and heroic deeds. Instead I stuck to my original major, mainly because switching gears meant switching colleges and I didn’t want to go through that. And I can’t spell worth a crap.
But I did write as often as I could, little snippets in book margins, or a page or two in a journal. And I’ve kept everything, every book, every journal, and even some magazines. Some of my most prized possessions are the cookbooks that once belonged to my grandmother, and the one sewing book that belonged to my mom, with her notes scribbled in the pages. However collecting books (especially magazine) can take up a lot of space and there are moments of clarity when I know it’s the right thing to start recycling old mags from 2002…as much as it kills me inside.
Before I toss these lovely magazine straight into the recycling bin, I’ll take one more look through them, ripping out any articles worth keeping or maybe there will be a picture/painting/sketch worth pasting into a journal. In this case I came across an article in a 2009 Real Simple about philosophy. I didn’t read the article, I’m sure it’s awesome since it basically created a cheat sheet (who doesn’t love a cheat sheet!) to “understand the big ideas of some of history’s greatest thinkers” but, for me, these graphics were more exciting:
And whether or not your love of words runs as ridiculously deep as mine, I appreciate you taking the time to read my little post today ♥