I have this book that I'm making. It's a compilation of my thoughts, photos, and anything and everything else that I want to be in there. My plan is to give it to my family after I die. I know that may seem a bit morbid to everyone, but I think it's a nice gift for them. I write stories and memories and notes to them, and I think that they would really appreciate it.

I showed my book to Charles yesterday. He thought it was really lovely, and I'm sort of in love with it too. I love the way that its turning into just what I had imagined it to be.

I just sometimes worry that my thoughts won't get across to the things that I make. It makes me feel better about my artistic abilities. :)