New York City, 1913. Who's time traveling with me?
I started trying to write another book this week. It's kind of a joke but at the same time I'm actually trying. I also started working for the first time since September, so that's odd. I forgot what it was like to actually have to wake up early and do something with your day... I mean, apart from school and such. I really like being home, most of the time at least. I find it quite depressing that I have to go back to Corvallis in 12 days, actually. I really need a new adventure, or at least some happy change. I made every sentence in this paragraph start with I, and I didn't even have to try! I'm in love with myself... kinda kidding.
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