Empty promises.
written by Julie R. Neidlinger 0 comments link this postI love standing in front of office supplies and ogling the pens. I love going to the bookstore and thumbing through the blank journals, touching the paper and the cover.
They all hold empty promises.
The blank page, unwritten. The empty journal, eventually filled up with someone's story. The unused pen, waiting to either write out receipts or fill out office forms or divulge the biggest secret of someone's life right back into that empty journal.
Empty promises.
Yowsers.
Copyright (c) Julie R. Neidlinger 7/05/2007 11:48:00 PM
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