Dear August,
I want to tell you how wonderful my day was.
I want to tell you how uplifted and at peace I feel.
I want to tell you about the miracle of finding the brownie mix that I found AND chocolate chips in my house (my mom and grandma are on a diet).
I want to tell you so much, but right now I just want to be home.
I just want to be in my bed.
I just want to be cuddled up to my scriptures.
I just want to pour my day into my journal.
I'm sorry, August. I just want a minute.
I promise I'll write more tomorrow.
Love,
Jazmin
I want to tell you how wonderful my day was.
I want to tell you how uplifted and at peace I feel.
I want to tell you about the miracle of finding the brownie mix that I found AND chocolate chips in my house (my mom and grandma are on a diet).
I want to tell you so much, but right now I just want to be home.
I just want to be in my bed.
I just want to be cuddled up to my scriptures.
I just want to pour my day into my journal.
I'm sorry, August. I just want a minute.
I promise I'll write more tomorrow.
Love,
Jazmin
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