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Handwriting in America: A Cultural History

by Tamara Plakins Thornton

Day Seven No Prompt: Journaling 9/16/15 Today’s post brought to you by faith, hope, and a smidge of stress! The first few pages of this journal is hard to write on. That’s my excuse for my handwriting. 

Well! Today has been a day. Not a bad day, not even a particularly long day, but a day nonetheless. Hours spent in preparation for application to a new apartment. Applying to the new apartment. A few more hours of waiting til my roomie can apply as well. UUUghhh! *sidenote, this is an excited ugh, not an aggravated one. I am very excited, but my mind is currently having a hard time processing past the iuuuuuuuuuguhhhhhghghghghhg stage* I don’t know whether to feel tired of excited, BUT I MOST CERTAINLY AM FEELING BOTH. The deed is done, the future awaits being set. Ok. Ok. End with a prayer.

Dear Jesus, I ask that you please let everything go smoothly with my apartment. You know where you want us to live, and I know you’ll work everything out. If this is Your will, please let everything go smoothly. Thank you, Lord. In Jesus name I pray, Amen.