2019. december 26.

on the second day of Christmas

We arrived to Pomaz safe & sound
I didn't spend more than two hours upstairs
crying & wishing my life away
sent out a few desperate e-mails and messages
ate way too much
got some quite wonderful presents:
two mugs, a sugar bowl and a boiler pot (?) from the same set of which I already have a honey pot and a mug;
two pairs of lovely pyjamas;
a Paperblanks diary (this, as well as one set of PJs, quite accidentally)
I wonder if ever I'll feel as though my life was worth capturing
in such a beautiful journal
designed for eternity.
(Here I can wail and whatnot--this is just a line of 0s and 1s
but there...!)

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