Dear Diary,

        I had a...

        ...day.

        It wasn't awful. It wasn't horrible, or terrible, or dreaded, or menacing, or regretful. 

        It was... nothing.

        Pure bliss.

        A light in the darkened sea of life.

        A sliver of hope.

        I can really use that right now.

                        Yours truly, with love,

                                     Holly

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