
Journaling and the art of forgiveness
Journaling is one of my favorite hobbies. It’s writing that I do for myself. Reflecting on my days helps me to keep a healthy context on my teaching – and to remember the bigger picture amidst the day-to-day dramas of putting 300+ people together in a building. Journaling is self-care.
And this week, journaling simply didn’t happen.

Broad(er) nib city
I cleaned quite a few pens this week. The rotation of currently inked looks quite different from last week’s little family. And good thing. This week’s work is far more variable than usual.

Recording the revolving door of giving, getting and sharing pens
This week was a revolving door for stationery. I lent out a second pen. I gave away a bottle of ink. And two new bottles of ink arrived at my doorstep. Breezy.

Throwing shade
Choosing a slate of pens and inks that fit the kinds of work I’m taking on this week proved a puzzle. My work writing is primarily quick notes (jottings) and lesson plans. My personal writing is primarily slow writing: commonplace reading notes and journaling. This week’s currently inked pens need to accommodate both extremes.