Pieces from a blog I found, a hiker’s collection of diaries. Interesting little books filled with sketches, maps, notes on weather and general ephemera collected over his travels.
Galileo’s first observations of the moons of Jupiter, c.1609
It was on this page that Galileo first noted an observation of the moons of Jupiter. This observation upset the notion that all celestial bodies must revolve around the Earth. Galileo published a full description in Sidereus Nuncius in March 1610.
The best feeling in the world, after love.
I’m not a praying girl and my religious alliance is sketchy, but thank you God, for all this fortunes. Whichever one You are.
Seriously. I’ve bought so many new books and I’m reading three right now and all I want to do is read but I have NO TIME AAHHHHH.
I had trouble sleeping again.
So I just doodled the night away…
It’s not that good. I was frustrated with my inability to sleep and I was exhausted. I just doodled-kaboodled my way through the blank page hoping I’ll be tired enough to sleep.
Sleep did finally came at about 6am…but another problem of mine is inability to stay asleep. So after a tossing and turning, sleeping in little snatches, I decided that tossing and turning was more annoying and more exhausting.
So I woke up at at 7.30am. A grand total of 1.5 hours or so sleep in the last 36 hours.
No one write letters anymore. I wish I still get these in the mail, and not just bills and junk mails. I like writing letters…but no one I know love getting them, or would even reply. (OMG, I’m pathetic?)
This beats something arriving from online shopping, every time.
Hyperventilating. Drooling. Ooh, can’t breathe.
Digging out my sketchbooks.
I have this thing where I never used up all the pages on my sketchbooks. I always leave around 5 pages empty…the ones at the very end of the book. It’s subliminal…I didn’t even realize I do it til the Man pointed it out to me one day: “Why do you always buy a new one when you have 3 pages left? Is that a thing?”
So it must turned out to be, subliminally, a “thing” for me!
Yesterday while cleaning up the library/study/office (translation: shoving everything to one corner of the room), I found one of my old sketchbooks. With 4 blank pages left. I attempted to test this theory by planning to doodle on those remaining 4 pages.
Mission NOT accomplished.I cannot bring myself to do it. I wanted to, but there was this inner turmoil. I realize how silly this whole entry probably sound. You’re probably thinking, “why am I even reading this?” (HAHA! But you did, didn’t you? Read it? Suuuck-er! xo)
But then I also realized: What am I trying to prove to myself? Why do I want to delve against my own psychology and try to figure out why I do the things I do? Why question myself? Why do I even want to try to go against what I, er, believe in? (LOL!)
So from herein thereafter (woah!), I vow to preserve my right to leave the few last pages of my sketchbook blank. And forever it shall remain.
I’m working on making meself a journal like these.
Just there are so many things to DO every day…
(Tiny words say: I, the Aisling, challenge you to make a book of you. Scratch down something in it [every day]: a doodle, a quote, a bible verse, an observation, quirks of characters if you’re a writer, a tune if you’re into music. Keep it handy, or make several, to catch inspiration when it catches YOU. Appreciate the things you’ve been blessed with.)