I am still alive. And while things haven't been wonderful, I could be a lot worse off right now.
I had the intentions of writing a letter unto myself, and I may do it later, but I am tired right now.
I had the most wonderful time last night. I mean truly. I hadn't really had a good time like that in a while. I hope that something comes of it.
Always,
Ophelia.
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