The junk on your screen is precious.

Precious in the way the bits and pieces we keep around for one reason or another mirror us and what we love. I recently moved and usually I just pack away all of my junk, things I’ve kept for a few days, a few months, every years, without looking at it. Trusting that it just needs to come along for the next stage, era, phase of life. But this move was different.

In an emptying apartment my junk reveled to me their need to move on. And I asked myself how? How do I honor this junk that are pieces of my personal archive? things I’ve loved and have loved me so much.

And so iI’ve made this journal. Please enjoy my precious junk and the space I offer you to add your own written junk. Maybe together my precious junk can become our precious junk.

with so much love, línda

July 2024

(below are three copies of approximately 60, all unique)