Dear Diary

Vonita

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Handwritten.”

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A personal diary can only be written by hand. I’ve kept a diary since I was thirteen. Though admittedly I hardly write in them now. I’ve kept most of them but one. I destroyed my ‘first kiss’ diary because it was way too personal and I never wanted anyone else to read it.
Apart from that most of my writing is on one of my two laptops (I have my own Mac, and a work laptop), and my iPhone. I did a year of typing at school so can fortunately touch-type, one of the more practical skills I learnt at school.
My handwriting is a scribble, I think only I can read it! I used to have a very neat handwriting but typing has really left it’s mark on my ability to write neatly. Which may come in handy if anyone stumbles across my diaries, they may not be able to decipher my words. Ha!

11 thoughts on “Dear Diary”

  1. The Daily Post is usually fun, and your note tonight is enjoyable. It is hard to muster more than a scribble the same as you. If you wouldn’t mind reading an old poem that I am trying to evaluate, are you interested in taking a few minutes to offer an opinion?

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      1. DREAM INSPIRED BY YOGA (a poem):

        Sad day has way to detain a laugh
        For sleep tenders dreams in lime soul
        As mosses digress in stormy night
        To heed a listless breath
        Churned glory near plucked late of grace
        In so many fields like ice-skates
        A quick ready glance o’er my stick
        Awake did I to find the morn
        When a shake of the head
        That made clear stony eyes
        Realize I was in vain
        Not a player wrapped be
        Round this sullen chain’d beast
        Elastic shirt were but bling

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