In the morning, I stumble into the room, guided by the dim outline of light around the edges of the pocket shutters. Perhaps once they were able to completely darken the room, but two hundred years later the wood is warped and covered with too many layers of paint. Still, they keep the room dark enough and provide insulation against the winter
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Gorgeous entry.
Also, I'm glad you're using the same icon for this journal because I recognized you immediately!
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Glad you liked it. It was nice to write it, too... I always forget how good it can feel to write.
Yeah, I wanted to have a public journal--but I wanted to help people make the connection that it was still me.
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Same here!
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Welcome back!
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It's good to be back. Thanks.
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