Thoughts of a Late Night Filofaxer

If you're like me, you are flat out all day 

and drop in an exhausted heap at the end of the night.

 Well close the doors,

turn out the lights

listen carefully

I have a confession to make.

I am a late-night Filofaxer.

Aren't we all?

How many nights have I given up much needed sleep

in order to set out my pages, write in my journal

or surf the net looking for great ideas to apply to my own binder.

Addiction?

No. Passion!

I love to organize!

There, I said it.

I LOVE to organize.

I love to set out my day/week/month 

remember events

cross off tasks done, post reminders 

and highlight appointments

It invigorates me, It keeps me in touch with the 

millions of things that pull at me in all directions

and it is focused in 

one, small

leather bound 

TARDIS*.

It really is bigger on the inside!

Where else would you get so much information

so lovingly written

so many thoughts turned into words

diagrams

scribbles

pictures

decorations and

dates

Sitting alone

in the quiet of the night

I have time to dream

regret

remind

remember

plan 

and write.

Oh the joy of writing.

In my busy life

those minutes spent at the end of each day

is an oasis

a soothing task

a confessional

an encouragement

a plan.

Yes,

I am

a Late-Night Filofaxer.

Who wouldn't be?

*For a definition of TARDIS see http://oxforddictionaries.com/definition/english/Tardis