The Weight Of Your Words Nothing beats the feeling of holding a book full of your own work, freshly finished. Be it a sketchbook, a notebook, a diary, a manuscript or even a workbook. Nothing beats that feeling of satisfaction. I remember the first time I filled up a workbook at school when I was probably only 8 years old or so. It was my English Language school book and I was so proud of it. I found it again last night for the first time in years, and I still felt that warm satisfaction when I turned the last page. Even now, when I fill a notebook, I like to hold it between my palms for a moment. Run my thumb along the worn, dog-eared pages. Hear the creak of the broken spine. Feel the weight of all my words.
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