Today I discovered loose sheaves of an old journal. It chronicles a relationship.
I was about to toss it out as it is too cold to get to the burn barrel, but I hesitated and decided I'm not ready to destroy it, not yet, as there is something to be learned from these handwritten words and perhaps something can be born of the knowledge.
Image: Taiso YOSHITOSHI (1839-1890)
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