Fred, Simon And Ethel - Dear Diary Of Another Name
Dear Fred: today was a tough day full of unfortunate turns and sinister outcomes. For example, they were out of strawberry milk at lunch. I also missed out on a game of freeze tag and the swing sets were full. I am not sure why the heavens have cursed me so. Alas, tomorrow is another day and I will endure.
Dear Simon: what a day! I emptied my email box within two hours of sitting at my desk, the relief is enormous and now it’s back to a bevy of others with my follow up and/or instructions. Knowing good and well this cycle never really ends, but oh man does that empty inbox feel good for now.
Dear Ethel: Really, what happened to all of these people? They were all naturally beautiful and now they look so smooth but not in a natural way. I do wonder, sincerely, if the new smooth looks better in their mind’s eye than just accepting natural aging. Admittedly, this is a hard one for me to reconcile. I always want people to do what they feel when it comes to their bodies, I just don’t get the trade in.