Pattern diary
I have never been any good at keeping a diary. There are many failed
attempts behind me. I have a pile of beautiful notebooks with only a
few written pages in them. Each notebook was chosen carefully at the
stationary shop because they looked so promising. And each diary was
started with a lot of optimism, but after a few pages I had to give
up, I could not bear to read what I had written the previous days. I
still have this urge to hold on to experiences and important moments,
but I have given up writing about it. This pattern diary is an attempt
to describe my days in another language than the written one.

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