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A little less than a happy high
One more thing
I can't believe I didn't include this... I used to journal compulsively before I had two gfs in a row read my most recent writings cover to cover and who then picked fights with me over something they had come across. The journals were destroyed and I went on a long hiatus from writing. No journals, no letters, no stories. It all dried up.

Curiously, besides papers I wrote for school, the only surviving bits of my writing from that period are letter's in Sam's possession. She was good enough to let me read them at one point, and it was a very strange experience(tm).

Home tonight, taking a respite after a very busy weekend. I'm feeling restless, though.
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