There was nothing written for today in the journal. This is exactly what I feared. A date without an entry seems to have not existed at all. I can barely recall what happened this day. Why was I not able to write anything?

As usual, I should have visited the mother at the salon. Before that, I should have cleaned the apartment.

Was there nothing worthy to written? Or am I simply becoming more and more lazy on writing?

I believe it’s the latter.

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