In 2012, I promised to run with larger scissors, to color outside the lines more, and to deny the presence of the proverbial box. I promised this was going to be the year of the unexpected and it all started with this journal that I received last year named “Wreck this Journal”. It’s purpose in my life is just as the title claims, to destroy it and for my very logical brain, instruction #3, “order is not important” was already giving me hives. And then I thought, ‘what’s wrong with a little chaos in my life?’, so I cracked the spine (as suggested on the following page) and set out on blissfully chaotic journey through this journal. Large pruning shears, here I come.
