I’m not sure why I started writing the handwritten journal but it has taken on a life of its own. I write in it nearly every day now. As a lonely expatriate I get a feeling of anonymous connection by putting pages of the handwritten journal on the Internet. Then I see you at a party and you tell me you read it. Which is unlikely since I live in Italy. Still, I think about the possibility...
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