Because the majority of my morning (and afternoon, for that matter) will be spent unwrapping gifts like a gleeful five year old and drinking loads of eggnog, I'm going to say those magic words ahead of time:
I am a little girl afraid of change and in love with song. I like pug dogs and magic tricks and optimism and warm weather. I like to play dress up and read books and when I grow up I want to be a witch who lives alone and frightens strangers with my mystery because they just can't understand. In the meantime I am content to be a witchling.
This is my diary, my journal, my daily log. It's my way to connect because I am not very good at connecting and I am very afraid that one day I will forget all of the beautiful things that happen every day because there are so many and it's hard to get old and forget.
I hope that you can understand, whoever you are, that this isn't for you. But then again maybe it is.
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