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Day 1

Hello! After a long and eventful year, I have decided to take it upon myself to start writing more. In fact, I am choosing to take it a step further and challenge myself to post everyday. That's right ladies and gents (or maybe just myself), I will be writing on this blog every single day for the foreseeable future. Watch in awe as I write my heart out or lose my sanity in the process.


Someone earlier today mentioned that they had gone to the county fair and for some reason it reminded me of one of my first memories...


The paintbrush was wet and cold as it lightly streaked my face with magenta hues. I could see some metallic balloons across the quaint backyard, swaying in the early March wind. I could feel the sun beating on my face, afraid my sweat would ruin the vibrant butterfly on my cheek. The party had been playing a game of Guess the Insect when I had made the correct guess of “butterfly!” I could see the glum look on other little girls’ faces when I had determined the correct answer and shouted it out. I was simply overjoyed by my aptitude for guessing games and decided to ask for a butterfly face painting in honor of my win.


This isn't the complete story but I think I'll just leave it here for today.

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