2003-12-30 - 12:10 p.m. I've lost lots of things in my life: hats and umbrellas, wallets and gloves, keys. But until 2003, I had never lost a journal or notebook, and this year I lost two. I have hopes of getting the second one back, but the first one is gone for good. Lyrics, story ideas, observations, yoga class notes, daily diary stuff, phone numbers--all gone. Isn't that strange? What is my subconscious trying to tell me here?
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