Ink Blots

I like inkblots. I like the mistakes that come out of writing in a notebook with a pen. It makes the pages seem like they are alive, like they have battle scars. This page contains collections of thoughts that have come out of those stray marks that appear in the corners of your mind. The ones that never seem to have anywhere to go, but still like to black out the white spots. They have no organization, aesthetic ambitions, or reason. They are simply there and I need somewhere to put them.