I refuse to be miserable over something and someone I cannot change. I have not cried in four days now. Today started off rough, and I thought I would slip, but I held on. I even emailed Paul asking for the last of my stuff back. He has not responded. I am keeping busy, making a quilt for my mother (and having headaches over it; serves me right for being ambitious). Work is going well. Busy busy. But well. I hate starch snow. . Rosie.
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