January 1, 1953

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January 1, 1953.

    “Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Happy New Year!” is the exact thing I just said a few moments ago… Right before Oscar kissed me on the lips. It was amazing! It was the best kiss I ever received!

    Then Oscar serenaded me in his mother's native language—-Italian—-and somehow, I knew all the words! Ha!

     I tried my hand at a song next—-this time in Mandarin.

     (Oscar knows a bit of Mandarin, but he couldn't even keep up!)

     I twirled about the words and rhythms faster and faster until an old, folk song turned into a high seas' shanty.

     I've never felt so alive… and I suspect that Oscar feels the same.

    All I know is that I can't wait to spend a new year with him.

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