December 26, 2013
Last entry read like I wrote it drunk. Anyway. I've written too many long emails this year, most of them I wish I had never sent, but what the heck. If my memory could be the yardstick of all humankind, the people I sent them to would probably forget about the letters in a few months' time. If I were desperate, I would have to remind them using a visual presentation, a timeline, the works, just to make them remember: Hey, this is how I felt towards you at this time of the year. That's kind of pathetic, it is.