A Note

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 Looking back on my entries I didn't mention that my sister had pulled her head out of her ass and gone back to not drinking and we're speaking again. So I have tentatively started thinking about moving back to Florida, though not this year. But I want to at least visit, to see if I really can stand the thought of living there again.

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