Last Friday, April 17, for the first time in perhaps almost a year, I didn’t touch The Diary for a day.
For several months, I’ve been overflowing with thoughts and ideas, and I have regained my confidence in writing. When I’m on cloud nine, I write about it here. When I’m back in hell, I write about it here. No matter how I felt, I kept writing here.
And then last Friday, life happened.
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