Hey… It’s the final hours of my Euro trip. My energy is spent — and so is my money — because, well, I may have done a lot of shopping today.
I broke my “one black Moleskine only” rule and got two other non-Moleskine notebooks, fully aware that Fafa will tease me endlessly about it. But hey, it’s good for him too — now he won’t need to buy me another notebook anytime soon.
I also got a bathrobe kimono from Rituals because I’ve decided that my 40s will be my journaling-in-a-kimono era. I’m making it a thing.
Is this about Europe… or more about me?
Why can’t it be both — me finding my 40s era in Europe?
Today, a black cat came to sayang us. I told Fafa it was Miaw, and now I’ve decided I want to get a black cat when I turn 50. I mean, I can’t be a proper Witch Kween without a black cat…
But for now — embracing my 40s.
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