October 18th 2021

Today’s entry shouldn’t be tiredly typed by fading fingers observed by closing eyes. It should be painstakingly crafted in ink.

It should be hand-written in that physical diary which I keep for entries that can’t go on the blog.

It should be a postmarked letter in a wax-sealed envelope.

And it will be. In some way. Some day.

Until tomorrow, and it should be only for you.


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