I'm writing something right now that's incredibly hard. But I hope it will be good.
 

I am so nostalgic around 6:30 am that I just couldn't tell you it all. I miss a little bit of every time and place that I can't go back to.
 

Hello. I'd like to take some space here and thank my mystery donor for buying me an upgraded membership. I hope you'll take some time to peruse your investment and see this. I can think of no way to pay you back other than to try and write a great deal, and for this inspiration I wish to thank you much more than for whatever amount of money it cost to give me this gift.

This all comes at a bad time, however, as I have found myself sick for the past many days. I know exactly why it happened. I ate something without washing my hands after work one night. Even said to myself it would make me sick, but for some reason didn't care. Must have been hungry.

I feel I should explain the post cards I recently added to my portfolio. In a class I had last semester, a girl I felt a certain connection to and I would sit next to each other and pass notes. One day, an address was printed on the dry erase board; some pertinent information leftover from a different class. Through a series of notes, we decided to each send post cards to the address for no good reason. Whether or not she ever sent any I don't actually know, but hopefully that explains a little why they come off a little strange. It was a joke!

Anyway, being sick and all, I have found very little willpower to write. Hopefully, the fact that I'm making this entry is proof that I'm getting bettter. I've also added a bit to my Margot Park story, but will have to study it some before I decided if it will remain or not. I've updated the item online as well.

Until next time (soon, I hope).