So I started shoveling Bob's driveway, which is a strange thing to do at a New Years Eve Party

I wonder what it will be like when I leave this place.

I really do love my sister. Especially when she's nice.

Maybe it's good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there.

This moment will just be another story someday.

She wasn't bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time.

I guess I'm pretty emotional.