Thursday

Merry Christmas!

Dear Diary - 12/24

We had a lot of fun skiing, but mom fell trying to ski over a mogul and ending up ripping her ski suit. She's okay.

It is strange being back home.  It's like I never left, but at the same time, it's like everything has changed and I don't recognize anyone.  I miss my new home.  I miss the pretty scenery.  Strangely enough, I miss my job, even as sucky as it is. But mostly, I miss my friend - the man with the glasses.  I hope he has a good Christmas with his family.

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