Je Suis: Your Latest Notebook Splurge
So, you’ve got me, huh? How could you resist? With my soft calfskin cover and hand-stitched lay-flat binding, I’m designed to grab your attention. The name on my cover, “Le Cahier,” is French for notebook. Just holding me can inspire thoughts of creativity and ambition. You might feel like you can change the world. But let’s be honest—you’re hesitant to even write on my beautiful, acid-free pages. And honestly, that’s perfectly okay.
What exactly did you plan to do with me? Daily gratitude lists? Deep philosophical musings? Perhaps ideas for your next great novel? Let’s take a quick peek at the ambitious ideas scrawled in last year’s Moleskine:
- A post-apocalyptic all-girl wizard gang
- A fictional account of my semester abroad in Paris
- What if there were no airplanes?
Oh dear, that makes me chuckle! You know very well that just buying a fancy notebook with three satin bookmarks doesn’t make you the next great author. But suppose you do gather the courage to crack open my lovely cover. You carefully break my spine, smooth out the first page, and maybe even bow your head slightly. You reach for your Montblanc Heritage Special Edition Fountain Pen, which you bought on your first day of that “real” job. You take a deep breath and prepare to write a profound opening line on my luxurious 120 gsm eggshell paper.
And then you write: “Dear Dairy.”
Oh, mon dieu!
Alright, forget that. You quickly switch gears. Using an Exacto knife, you tear out that page in a desperate attempt to start fresh. So, what happens next? Your optimistic morning pages turn into a jumble of incoherence, and your calligraphy becomes a barely readable mess. You fill my margins with characters that look like they belong to another universe—perhaps shipping reference numbers or old passwords. Your poetry? It’s a mix of childish rhymes interspersed with notes about that upcoming lipid panel.
And that’s just the beginning! You keep on scribbling nonsense—doodles from your phone, Scrabble scores, and a section labeled “Shadow Work,” which only has variations of your signature. Really? Who are you trying to impress?
Let’s not even talk about those lists. Remember your Leuchtturm notebook? What were you even trying to convey with “Span Pob, Lanyard, Main Line”? No need to respond; it’s a rhetorical question. Honestly, I couldn’t care less.
Here I am—beautifully dotted pages, a spacious inner pocket, and a cover that resembles the shimmering Mediterranean Sea as seen from a first-class seat on a flight to Saint-Tropez. I am the crème de la crème of personal stationery, and nothing you scribble will ever be worthy of me.
We both know this truth.
We also know that for you, my ultimate role is as a decorative item on that Pottery Barn shelf you found on Facebook Marketplace. If you must express your thoughts, you’ll likely use a clogged swag pen instead of the Montblanc. But let’s be real—that notepad isn’t me.
Perhaps I could suggest something much simpler? How about a regular wide-ruled Mead notebook?
Now, don’t get me wrong. I want you to feel inspired. But let’s face it—saving me for deep thoughts and important ideas might not be the best plan. So go ahead, keep me on display. Let me serve as a reminder of dreams yet to be fulfilled. Every time you glance at my cover, think of the endless possibilities bubbling beneath the surface of your daily life.
And who knows? Maybe one day you’ll finally gather your thoughts, pick up that pen, and turn the page. Until then, I’ll be here, looking fabulous and waiting patiently on your shelf.
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