11/09/2015
Dear diary
I feel like drifting on a raft, watching the world go by as I relax without a care in the world. Too bad I have to work now. I don't hate my new job but I find it hard to not hate getting up in the morning and going to my job. I must try and think of something relaxing. Like a ghost. You know, a relaxed ghost. I don't know what I'm trying to say. Rafts are choppy.
Claire
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