20 January 2005 (yesterday) (tomorrow)

Took a stroll with Bob in the crisp winter afternoon.  I've notice my thoughts obsessively circling around Wendy, and I struggled to pay attention to him as my mind swirled.   Fear gnaws at me...

I put a postcard in the mail to Gwinny.  It was a tiny vintage postcard that had belonged to my great-grandfather on my mother's side.  It had a picture of the smallest man in the world in various poses.  I wrote, "Remember that you are a beautiful witch with cosmic powers."