The Burn Paper Chronicles

Lately I've been having an exceedingly hard time keep stress from building in my life. Don't get me wrong, I love my life! But that also means that everyday is a roller coaster of emotions. Thats no fun for me or my friends. Especially my family and my buddy!            I burn a candle in my room when I'm in it, or moving in and out of it. I keep it lit in there for several reasons: 1-My room usually reeks of cat, she-jock, and sterilization chemicals. 2-I have a faux wooden floor so my room stays pretty cool and the candle helps warm it. 3- In a way, the warmth, the smell, and the cozy inviting-ness give a "snuggle-up and be happy" aire to my room. 4- it also serves as a semi-stress reliever by sitting in front of it and just staring into the flickering flames. (don't ask why b/c idk anything other than that it feels hypnotic almost)               While I was moving my candle from one spot to another, the lightbulb clicked on for a second and I got a brilliant idea. The Burn Paper Chronicles. I've never been good at keeping a journal, or letting people around me know much about my inside life unless they're in my inner circle of friends/"family". The idea is to sit in front of the candle when stressed with a pen and a pad of paper; vent out every little thing that is bothering you and stressing you out; when you're done, you either watch the flames for a bit more or you tear the vent page(s) off the notepad and set fire to it via candle and stick it in an old amo box and set it on the roof so the smoke alarm won't go off. Hence: The Burn Paper Chronicles (it should've been "Ash Paper Chronicles" since technically they can't be read anymore after they've been cremated.... hmm... sounds like a book title or something... Ooh! Lightbulb!)

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