(Author's Note: This was written during a moment I was having. It wasn't a very good day, and the only way I was going to get out of it was by writing... This is my way of saying thank you to the notebook that's saved my sanity more than a few times.)

There's nothing like a blank page.

You open up a brand new notebook and it's just screaming to be filled, to be written in...

It's like starting over. Every time you put pen to paper you can change things. You control the world. You can change Fate, challenge it, twist it. You can manipulate Time, erase Memory.

The pen is the key to the Universe. The paper is the vessel.

Picking up the pen is like taking life into your own hands. The pen lets you fix past mistakes. It's even powerful enough to make you forget, if only for a while...

A blank page means freedom. Freedom to be whoever you want to be in that moment, freedom to do anything. Its the courage to talk to your crush, or the strength to break someone's heart. Its the power to create, to be, without ever having to take a step.

It's a release.

An empty page is the person you tell your secrets to, the one you tell everything. It's the blank piece of paper that tells no lies and hides no truths.

It's your best friend.

It's that feeling you get when you see the sunrise, how every bad thing in the world seems to disappear in the awesomeness of it. But it's a mirror too. A blank page shows you more of yourself than you can imagine.

It's a lifeline.

And at the end of the day, it's a refuge. A warm bed that you can fall into and just dream. No more worries, just you, the pen, and the page.

That's all.

(Author's Note: Pleas review and tell me what you thought of it.)