“You see Mitch, I used to be you. And lately I've been missing me so I asked Dr. Hathaway if I could room with me again and he said sure.”
I’ve spent the past few days revisiting eight years of diary entries.
I missed this little white box.
No place else has ever felt quite so much like home.
Now, I’m not saying that this is going to become a habit. But there is always that possibility ;)
All my old friends are gone. I’m way, way older, I’m sure, than the people posting around me in 2018. But here I am, regardless.
What do you think, Diaryland—is there still a place for me here?
xo,
Jenistar
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