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It's Wednesday.
It's the 17th.
The day after.
I made it.
I'm still here.
No major problems.
Went to see her.
Took Sarah with me.
We cried.
Together.
It felt good.
I'm glad I've got her.
Bought her and Luke lunch.
Went bowling.
Bowled like shit, but kept my mind occupied.
Day went well.
Got to talk to Shell.
God I miss her. Didn't get to talk enough, but I love every minute of it.
I'm here, I'm free, I'm me.