I enjoyed the fags more than the coffee. I was deep in thought about all the things that have happened lately. I wrote down some of the more important things so I can tell the counselor on Monday, otherwise I will have forgotten them by then. I always end up talking about how I am on the day of the appointment. This time I thought I might tell her how I was during the week. I shampooed the worst bits of the living-room carpet again before setting off for the library.
Just now I wrote to two of my cousins. I haven't been in touch with them for quite a while, where my mood has been so low.
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