Yogurt Is Addicting.

So...I missed the Oscars.

Would you believe I actually slept through it?

More important things have been happening, actually.

I guess my body was just telling me to take a break.

See, my grandma...well, she worries me. She's the last grandparent I've got.

Once she's gone...

I don't even want to think about it.

The other night, she wouldn't wake up. Apparently she was dreaming deeply.

It still frightens me because now every time I walk into her room, I'm beginning to dread the worst. And I don't want to. I REALLY don't want to. Maybe I'm just being silly.

Or

Maybe I ate too much yogurt. That might be it.

It's 12:40 and I want to keep talking to him.

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