Journal Through Life
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Last published Mon, May 23, 2016
Journal Through Life started out with me "topic journaling" with my friend. When we would topic journal, we'd have a topic that was totally random such as "candles", or a specific person. On May 2nd, 2016 I decided to take it to the next level. I decided that it needed to be done for a purpose. The purpose was to inspire, express, and remember. This book has so much to offer. It consists of my thoughts, my memories, my life. I have confidence that you will find something in it to spark your flame.
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