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Fall is in the Air – Crayon Doodles Journal Page


As the weather gets colder, I feel less and less like doing anything at all. When the real cold hits, I hate to even step outside. Right now, though, is perfection. October, my favorite month, is right around the corner. It’ll be pumpkin spice everything to eat and drink, Halloween, all the wonderful decorations…what isn’t to love about it? The temperature is starting to drop here, and all I want to do is fill a mug with some hot chai, grab the nearest book, and curl up under a blanket for awhile. I did curl up under my blanket last night, but I brought along a sketchbook and some regular old crayons. I love working with crayons because I feel like a child every time I start to color.

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This was the first doodle to flow out of the crayons, and I decided it would go just perfect in my journal. I can already feel the warmth of a nice steamy mug of tea. Perfection! Mister saw this one and requested a crayon sketch of himself. Still focusing on the idea of “warmth”, I decided he should be wearing my favorite hoodie of his that I used to wear around on the chillier evenings. I included his silly Gilligan-style hat that he always wears during pledging, which starts next week and always happens during the most frigid weather. When thinking of warmth, I can’t help but include Smokey, his cat, who just may be the softest, fluffiest cat ever. He’s often served as a foot warmer for me, and he’s just too adorable not to snuggle with.

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Told you he’s too adorable not to snuggle with. 🙂

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Shouldn’t crayons make everything better?


I’m starting to think I will carry a pack of crayons with me from now on. While they don’t make everything better, they did help me relax as I put together this small base for a journal entry that would have me ready to burst out in tears. Crayons can’t fix that, but at least they’ll make me smile a little…

Tonight’s entry focused on a blindness to betrayal. Without getting into the personal reasons why, it had such a heavy impact on me. After discovering some information tonight, I actually questioned myself. I’d always believed that I was the type of person that would never let anything get past me. I’d just know, wouldn’t I? Apparently, I’ve been blind. I’ve “trusted too easily”.

It sends your world upside down, doesn’t it? Shakes you so deeply that you want to get sick, and you just want to pull the covers up over your eyes again and pretend you never saw what disturbed you.


I will recover. A little crayon therapy helps 🙂 It’s good to still feel some of that childhood innocence when the big girl world comes crashing down.