Miss Sunflower

I used to keep a journal. Somebody told me the other day that blogging was stupid. That everyone should just keep their own thoughts in their own journal, ideally for nobody to find. So I picked up my journal hoping to find something written with conviction. Something that would catch me off guard and be perfect for right now, in this blog entry. I picked up the newest journal I had. It was made by a good friend by hand and given to me as a birthday gift by another girlfriend. The first page I opened to had this written:
"NO PEEKING"
I replied, "Hm."