My Baron Fig and I made a pact. I would use it for the most mundane, menial, impermanent things I could think of. And if I ruined this book by filling it with nothing of consequence, then I would order another to sit on the shelf and collect dust as it waited patiently for something more historic and epic.
A lovely ode to a dependable notebook. I love these sorts of “after I’ve used it for a really long time” reviews.