Growing up, there was only one aspect of the back-to-school process that truly made me jazzed: stationary shopping. The satisfaction of cracking open a new notebook and a fresh set of pens and highlighters, or covering my folder and school diary like a scrapbook never failed to thoroughly thrill me.
As an adult, that has manifested in a couple of ways. I’m the kind of person who believes in the power of the perfect notebook, and struggle to start things like productive to-do lists or…

