Dearest Diary,
As the evening hours approach, I must begin to prepare for the dinner party I spoke of yesterday. I am certain it will be very late when I return home, so I thought it best to speak with you now.
This morning I attended services as usual and was delighted when a handsome gentleman took his seat next to mine. I was very disappointed however when he took leave again after speaking briefly with his mother and sister who also sat nearby. The parrish where I attend is quite large and so I have little hope of seeing the gentleman again, but I was encouraged by his brief company. He spoke not a word to me, but I am not deterred. I am not out to pursue him, I am simply feeling more encouraged that one is out there. And so my promises of careful dining and daily walks begin again. Perhaps they will be carried out this time. Perhaps I will become again discouraged.
Only tomorrow will tell...
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