There really is no point in me starting a journal and not writing in it for months. There are lots of thoughts swirling around in my head that I want to get on paper, but to be honest, I’m tired. I’ve been working, studying, exploring and accidentally getting my husband hooked on Grey’s Anatomy. So there are things of mild interest and musings to share, but not tonight.

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