A fresh newly bound spiral notebook that is full of blank pages is so satisfying to open. You can take your brand new pen and just write. Most of the time though, the pages end up covered with you and all your friends' full names written in print, cursive and in that little curly text you learned writing love letters to a crush in 6th grade.
And no, I do not speak from experience. My admirations have always leaned towards the more fuzzier species of males.
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