This afternoon, on a whim, I spent a considerable amount of money on scrapbooking materials (paper, glue, stamps, scissors etc), deciding that I wanted to keep a record of my life. I have heard that it can be theraputic.
Then I got home and realised I don't do anything that's worth keeping a record of. I don't have photos, or concert tickets, or anything like that, because I don't attend social events. I don't have train tickets, because I don't go anywhere. I am very uncreative, so can't sketch or doodle.
I am at a loss of what to write about.
Any ideas?