When I was eight years old, my family lived in rural Italy for a year.
An entire YEAR.
My mom's journal must've been over 1,000 pages by the end.
According to mine, though, only three things happened.
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adventures
A Few Words /
I have returned from a week in Northern California. There were innumerable noteworthy moments. But the extent of my journal entries?
"monkey ball dream speech"
"cluster shatter"
"California has so many kinds of containers!"
I'd blame the fact that I was sick as a dog the whole time, but clearly there is a precedent for such negligent behavior:
(That upside down teardrop was a nice touch, if I do say so myself.)
Upstairs, Downstairs /
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Warm Homecomings /
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And was he surprised? Why yes, yes he was.
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Happy Thanksgiving.
may your pies be bountiful and cooked to perfection
Fickle Fluency /
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One Week Later /
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The Secret Joy of Canned Goods /
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
(update: read the relevant childhood journal entry here)
