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twenty-eight april
seven : oh-seven p.m.
it is post-storm sunny (and still thundering) outside. i just want to sit here and breathe and listen to everything.
i can't wait for the next meeting. with blankets. and he loves autumn, too.
music : jen's tape (it's almost done)
literature : nothing
fixation : secret clubs