Dearest Diary,
It can surely be noted that there was some amount of discord today amongst the elements in my existence. Amidst all such calamity was a certain element of Happiness that can be once again unaccounted for.
For the most part, it was not unlike any other day. The schoolchildren were taught their lessons, and a music lesson was in order in the next county. Additionally I was able to attend yet another recital of the schoolchildren, this time in the form of dance. As the evenings have grown long this week, I have suffered a certain want of sleep. Nevertheless, I find disinterest in rest. Perhaps there is too much activity for the day that one's mind cannot be quieted with ease.
There is too much to consider as regards tomorrow...
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