Jan. 7
Dear Corinne,
I hardly slept at all last night and I was so stressed about school that while I was walking to school in the morning, instead of turning left at the last intersection before the school, I turned right. I didn't even think about it. I just swerved that way and kept going, my feet squishing in the slush below me. I walked, watching all the people, coming and going, with thoughts and problems and dreams- a song stuck in their head or a loved one waiting for them. I watched people skate on the frozen river, and spent hours in a bookstore, hiding in the corner, reading Sylvia Plath.
And I breathed. It was the best day I've had in a while.
Love,
Leigh
90Lbs
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