I stopped writing. God knows why, just wasn’t the time for it. I venture off in search of greener pastures and always return to this silly little notebook.
A### is setting me up with her niece? When she’s back from Latvia that is…
I’m so glad it’s 2024, my threes are getting really shit.
I read Bunny by Mark Hatton yesterday.
I keep removing my watch in the night unknowingly. Bonkers.