...was then, and this is now. I don't remember three. If I'd written some notes I could look it up. That's what frustrates me about keeping a journal. When I look back at it, I can't read what I didn't write, and I can't write it all. I miss so much. I am always surprised how much I don't include in my entries. I bothers me.
Lots of things bother me now. Mostly winter does. It makes me irritated. And then everything else irritates me, too.
So I'm going to read a good book. That is not irritating.
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