Dearest Diary,
Such joy cannot be equaled to afternoon company that extends well into the evening. I am most fortunate to have the sort of frienships that fill me with such Happiness. Tomorrow marks the final day of lessons for the schoolchildren before we all away on holiday. It seems with such promise of rest, I am less eager to quickly retire this evening. If I don't, then I am certain my mood will be plagued with angst on the morrow, but I find it most difficult to settle enough this evening to hasten to bed.
I have been so much at task on determining what next week's engagements ought to be, that I have little time for such pesky obligations as sleep. On the contrary, my body is insisting it is time.
Until tomorrow...
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