24/11/2015
Dear diary
Today I am in my blue bow. That means I feel blue. I feel blue because I no longer have anything to do. No job to go to, no friends to meet with, no live theatre to see. Nothing. It's about as lonely as it can get. What's that? Roger? Well, he's in this box with me because he's also feeling blue. He tried flirting with the little plastic diver I put in his bowl but it didn't respond to him. Plastic figures can't feel love.
Claire
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