I’ve reached the end of my cursed journal. This is on the very end of the book.
I realized that I used this same sentiment earlier in the journal but it seems to be one that comes to mind a lot for me.
We must dream big or we will never reach for something just beyond our fingertips.
I think I’m going to leave the outside covers of the book as is at least for now. They are a nice shade of teal with a geometric pattern that is pleasing to the eye.
I always love the edges of an altered book or journal. All thick and wonky from paint and glue.
After the hard start for this journal…making me feel as if it was cursed. Seriously…the first few pages of this book are awful. Luckily I skipped around so they are interspersed with pleasing pages.