I used to. in a big yellow top-bound spiral pad. You can’t really see that the pages are yellow, but they are. Anyway, they don’t seem to make these anymore, and nothing else felt the same, so now this blog is kind of a public journal, and I have a notepad page saved to my hard drive that I keep personal thoughts on. I cannot draw, so none of that.
More pain, brain is NOT working, and I really, really need to lie down, so here I sit. 🙂
strangely peculiar 
I did when I was a teenager. It was pretty terrible.
Me, too. I had a little diary with a lock and key. Awwwww. LOL
I do. Have for years. Well, intermittently. Have no idea where many of them went. I think I burned some. One had a soft red cover, gilt-edges, and a page-a-day that someone traded in at the bookstore years ago. I pounced on that baby. It’s gone. Wonder where…