The first month of the new year was calm. Rosie buried the notebook which has been causing so much trouble, and I think she's stopped trying to sneak answers out of me regarding my...well, just myself in general.
I haven't told her anything yet. Should I? I assumed that the only time I could tell her everything that happened to me would be if she actually became thoroughly involve in this...or if she came across this blog.
I've not been seeing the thing for a while, however, so that's a relief.
It's snowing.
Gotta love the Midwestern USA.
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