Two years, read back

Two years today. I have read this journal back from the start this evening and the person in March 2024 was so frightened, and nobody told her it would just gradually become ordinary.

A long, careful, unguarded entry.

Thank you to the person who replied to my first entry within an hour. You will not remember it. I do.

I want to say plainly that this room has done something for me that I did not think a website could do. It is mostly people writing down ordinary weeks for each other.

I am not a person who writes things like this, so I am going to write it once and then go back to being unsentimental.

Better tomorrow, probably.