April 07, 2026

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Dear Diary, Yesterday I walked around the city. I was in the park just during the "golden hour". It was incredibly beautiful there, which I understood, but didn't feel with my heart. I sat under the willow tree for a while.My emotions seemed to have dulled, I didn't feel any real pleasure, even though I understood that the place was the most beautiful in the city that I had seen. I took a few photos on my phone. I have a lot to do today, so I'm unlikely to have time to go there again this week. 


Right now I'm in the middle of my morning routine before classes. I don't want to go there to be honest. There are so many things to do, and I don't feel like I can. Now even styling my bangs seems like a very difficult task to me. 


I'll have to, otherwise if I'm late, I'll be in trouble.




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