I needed to write. I tried handwriting a journal but it slows me down. The idea is nice and I did it for years and years but it is slow. Words and ideas were coming to me faster than I could get them on paper and since I type like a demon I figured switching would mean I wouldn't lose those ideas. But I needed a name. I sat here staring and staring at the screen trying to figure out what that could be. While pen to paper was slowing me down - now coming up with some name for this was doing the same thing. There on my desk lay one of my squished pennies. I love squished pennies. They are my favorite souvenir to get when traveling. You take a penny, useful currency and squish it into something unusable. It can no longer be spent. Some would say it is now worthless. But during that squishing process it gets imprinted with images and words and designs to remind you of something special, something fun and exciting. While it may no longer be good for i...