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Let Me Go Back

Dear diary...it's June 24 th 2025. Glastonbury festival has now arrived, surrounded by faces immersed in music. I fix eyes on knowledge of past,...
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Entry 7 – Under The Skin

Journal of Isla Loren — March 23 Location: the kitchen counter Weather: cool white-grey sky, like static, making everything feel flattened, like I’m...
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Entry 6 — Scrubbed Raw

Journal of Isla Loren March 22 Location: kitchen window, facing the ocean Weather: overcast, like gauze over a wound Time: 8:02am ~ I should probably...
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When Time Has Elapsed

Dear diary... Now sitting quietly in my garden shed, surrounded by implements once used for flower beds; remembering how we lived the dream, that...
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Equal.

I remember when I was at school, many moons ago. There were SO many things that were not equal! It was the norm, it was to be expected, sometimes it...

Booty Ain't What It Used to Be

I wrote a pirate sea shanty lyrics (with an Irish vibe first) last week. A gag on modern piracy compared to how it was in the old days It soon became...
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Father's Day.

Today is Father’s Day. How can this Special day be summed up. I saw a video yesterday, I showed it to my husband later and it made him cry. To me,...

Work! Work! Work!

Had a long busy day yesterday. Knew I had to be at the clothes alteration shop for 9am to try on the dress that was first done last year before I...
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Aura Urziceanu’s Lullaby Effect

The adventures of an immigrant in Bulgaria during the latter half of May, recounted at the rate one hundred words per day.
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Poor Penka’s Parting

The adventures of an immigrant in Bulgaria during the early half of May, recounted at the rate one hundred words per day.
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