Dear Diary

I had a dream last night. But I don't remember what it was. I know I wanted to write about it when I woke up at 7:00, but then I fell back to sleep.

I'm glad to have this diary. I want to be able to look back in a year and see how far I've come. That's why I've always loved journals.

I used to always keep a journal when I was younger. But I read them now and every entry is the same. They always say something about playing a game with my sister. Or playing in the snow. Or what happened at school.

I guess it's the same now. Every entry is the same. Only slightly different topics.

August 02, 2004 at 9:50 am