Dearest Diary,
I have been stricken by such a violent ailment this weekend that will not seem to pass. A medic by the name of Greene advised that a certain amount of recreation will cure such misery, and after visiting awhile with my dear friend Mrs. Schriver, I decided to give it a try. I set out for the very sort of recreation she and I had just discussed. Although I felt marginally better at the close of such an activity, it was only in attitude as opposed to health. I shall insist on resting further tomorrow in hopes that such discomfort should soon away. If such rest is to be attained, however, it is quite obvious that I ought to close for tonight.
I shall return to you on the morrow...
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