It’s not just to tell stories.
I discovered that today as I wrote a blog for Tote Bags. I’m blogging over at Tote Bags ‘n’ Blogs tomorrow — Thursday. So please stop by and say hi. I’m talking there about one of my favorite shopping spots in the whole world. Not a specific spot – a type of store.
It’s a big draw at this time of year – when everyone is headed back to school. Only I went there yesterday to shop for a birthday present.
Where?
The office supply store, of course.
Remember the concept of the paperless office? Me, neither.
Well, I do have a vague memory of it being an ‘ideal.’ But do I have one? Not on your life.
I have so much paper that I really do scan stuff to try to make a dent in it. But at the same time, I’m forever taking notes and more notes. I love taking notes.
It’s the kinesthetic learner in me. I learn it if it goes in through my fingers as I write. That’s about the only way I remember it.
I can hear it and keep it for a while. See it? No, that’s not very useful for me. It helps, but it doesn’t ground me.
For example, seeing pictures of Santa Barbara wasn’t enough to get me back into the ambiance. I needed 
to have my feet on the ground. Same thing with note-taking.
Which is why I buy notebooks. And write in them. Because if I don’t, the memories are all too fleeting. But if I make notes they jog my mind and take me right back to the time and place – I remember the feelings I had, the thoughts that were going through my mind, And writing them down instills the memory even more deeply.
It’s why I write. To remember.
