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Quick note?
Things always seem not as... important in the summer. Like you could do something life-altering and no worries, it's just summertime.... I feel like I'm being watched, now that I know you've been reading this for months. I mean, I know I gave you this url more recently, but I guess I wasn't thinking about it? Wow, you've probably read some really annoying stuff in here. And amazing, you still like me. You know, I gave you the other blog thinking... I'm not sure what I was thinking... oh, this'll make us closer, I don't need to hide this anymore! But I locked one entry, and now that's all I want to write about, and all I have is my paper journal, where the topic has been thoroughly exhausted... somehow it seems more satisfying journaling where other people might see it. Kind of stupid. I keep thinking, maybe Sunday! Bright, cheery voice in my head. Yeah, I'm brave alright. So brave I'll think about it for a long time, like when I planned to ask you out when we went to the movie. Didn't happen. Did later, I suppose, I guess I got more gutsy. Ha. You should start things, decide what to do, hold hands, pick a direction, be decisive... I'd certainly find it attractive. Hmmm. -Adrienne
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