My thoughts flow freely when holding a pen or typing, and I’ve taken to leaving a mark in everything from an empty notepad to the margins of books.
“Note to Self” started long before I had a way to share it. Like many people I know, the Notes app takes up most of my phone’s storage. It’s my virtual diary, my life documented in shopping lists, shower thoughts, reminders and (somewhat questionable) poetry.
It’s taken me a long time to accept parts of myself I keep tucked in the comfort of a blank document. I hope this column will share those notes in hopes that the random tidbits, late-night conversations and yapping sessions can help others feel validated in their own experiences.
Each week, I’ll cover a new topic—something stuck in my mind, no matter how ordinary the subject. Suggestions are welcome and encouraged, and I hope you enjoy the notes I write to myself.