I have a notebook that I carry with me.
I use it to write down overheard conversations, random thoughts, to-do lists, cogitations, ruminations and—most importantly—words.
Words that I hear.
Words that I see.
Words that I think might become stories.
Here are some words from last week:

Hallowed
Memphis
Umbrella
Gold medal
Mole
Stairway
Blossom
Pliers

I don’t know what the words will become.
But I like listing, dreaming.
I like carrying words with me wherever I go.

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