Dearest Diary,
I am most unusually sleepy this evening. On the morrow I am to attend the theatre to see a performance by a dear friend. I am only bothered by the early hour at which it begins. I am unaccustomed to being up so early on a weekend.
I have spent a good part of the day, however cultivating a daydream which I deem quite a pleasant one.
Perhaps I shall share it with you tomorrow...
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