December 12, 1922
Wednesday, 10:45 pm
Dear diary,
Today is the birthday of my youngest sister, Carolin. I can imagine how she would be waiting for mother to wake her up, barely getting any sleep. She would be brimming with excitement ready to dive into her presents. I knew that I would be missing out on my darling sister's birthday so I had a gift prepared beforehand and given it to mother. How I wish I could be there to read her the stories from the book that I gifted. Mother would be making her favorite strawberry pubbing and as it has been always our birthday tradition we all would gather up to play games. The living room would be filled with laughter by the set of dawn. The words can't measure how much I miss them, it's true what they say; we never value some things unless they are taken away from us. So when I get back, every moment will be cherished cause I have known there is quite no way to understand that you are in the good old days when you are actually in the good old days. What have I just written, starting to sound like a poet on my own. I would like to call this the 'Taehyung effect'. He is a philosopher in disguise. Whenever I try to compliment him for his immense knowledge not particularly on space but the universe in general, he becomes subtle.
Night
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