02 Apr 2009
I was on a short hike a few miles north of San Francisco a few weeks ago. I had thought to bring a full bottle of water in my satchel but hadn’t thought to make sure the top had been securely attached. It came off, and my bag became a lovely little lake for my phone to swim around in. There was also a small moleskine notebook and one of my my hiking companions exclaimed “Oh no, your diary!”. I explained that it was empty.
Empty diary. Sadface. My life is measured in google calendar and facebook fotos.