Dearest Diary,
It is at present no secret that today's celebration was one to commemorate the birth of the family patriarch. There is in fact no greater wisdom than in those who esteem him as I do. And you might naturally assume that there was indeed cake. For one cannot celebrate without it. If there is such a celebration, I am sure I have never heard of it and it is only a matter of time before one might begin to plead for the addition of cake. It is a welcome confection!
Apart from such gaiety, I might also add that I was reminded of my lack of attachment in a passing statement, but it belittled me so. In a season such as this, it is certainly not my preference to account for myself alone. I should very much desire a companion, but I am afraid it is simply not to be this year. Perhaps in the few years to come, for I should not like to wait much longer.
It would be best, even if it were to be tomorrow...
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