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I've been meaning to make this place for a while. Somewhere dark and quiet, with its own keys, that doesn't belong to anyone's feed. Tonight I finally lit the candle and started.

I'm not sure yet what this diary will hold. Probably small things: what I'm listening to, movies that stayed with me past the credits, books I keep dog-earing, and the occasional uninvited thought. The sort of things you leave on a table for someone to find.

If you're reading this: the door was open, the candles were lit, and there's tea — or something stronger — in the kitchen. Make yourself at home. And if you leave a message in the guestbook before you go, I'll be glad of it.

— gcuh