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Recent Entries

I can't

Everyone says, yeah I can understand thatMom says, we can call and fix that if she calls at allBut the hurt's so deep, the blood don't flow straight anymoreI can't hold this anymore, I dunno wha...

Last year vs Today. Living in the Moment. Maybe.

Today has been rough. A year ago I was on the first date with Nick. In a whirlwind romance that moved way too fast I guess. We immediately started spending every other full weekend together, eve...

Stop, Look, Listen (To Your Heart)

One of the best ways I know of to relax and unwind is to throw on some oldies.  I do this at night, during the day, or whenever I want to escape the rigors of the world and lose myself in some m...

Trust me.

Well this weekend was a wash. I woke up promptly saturday at 430, took me 20 minutes to get out of bed, even then couldn’t straighten all the way up, or bend over any more, so i limped and fel...

Attempt to be more consistent

But two entries in just a few days is probably more than I will keep up with, but what the heck, why not… I found some tahini in the fridge languishing. One of the things I am trying to do is u...

Perennial Polyculture

Over the years of managing a small farm, and now a small plot in town along with a developing piece of raw land, I have noticed that once enough diversity of organisms has been established, new ...

Playdate

From no protection to no connection From swallowing to unfollowing From hosting to ghosting I had stage 4 FOMO this weekend. It’s pride in my city. I would have to go alone, hang out alone, whe...

Sitting on benches: A meditation on some of my favorite places to sit and think

I’m sitting on a bench under live oak trees after a meditative walk on a trail past marsh creeks and through the gardens where ancient camellias produce the most magnificent white red, and pink ...

There were a few good role models...

In the early 90s we would spend weekends at the construction site in the UP that was my dad’s cabin-in-progress. I’m talking rooms with old comforters hanging as doors. Floors of chip board wi...

At least I got to say goodbye

Had a friend I had made here on PB send a message that said their last entry would in fact be the very last. Sort of made me sad because I really enjoyed their entries. Why does that affect me...

A Working Vacation

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Our responsibility We just came back from the Poconos, where the Japanese pianist and her painter fiancee had their wedding. Her violinist friend hosted the wedding at his backyard and the rece...

Year 46 has officially commenced

Happy 46th birthday to me. I’m blessed to have completed another year here on Earth and to have started a new one today. Right now I’m in a state of restlessness. There’s so many things that I n...

j8

Paying for an ad-free online experience is like encouraging a school yard bully by giving him what he wants. You give him what he wants, next time he’ll be back for even more! You pay them, ...

7st

Went and saw grandpa today. The name on the headstone, just to the right of his is my grandmothers, but I believe she has plans to be cremated, and when my grandfather passed, told people that I...

The Conversation That Never Happened

There’s a strange kind of pain in knowing something that could change everything and realizing the people you want to tell it to don’t care enough to hear it. I’ve replayed the conversation in...