"I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address."
- from You've Got Mail
It's school-supply shopping day here. I love the smell of new paper; and old paper, for that matter. New school supplies are like a blank slate, open to all the possibilities in life. What will your new notebook become? A love note, a mystery novel, a diary, a grocery list, doodles?
A new school year: new channels for creativity, mysteries of the universe slowly unfolding; new friends.
Kind of like a new blog. I can almost smell the virtual pencil shavings.