Note: The only changes to this entry are minor corrections to grammar, punctuation, formatting, and spelling. I’ve also removed any last names which appeared, except in the case of teachers.
Scarlett and I are getting a divorce. She’s moving out in January.
I am writing this while in the arms of Monica, a girl whom I’ve known for three weeks and have become very close to (not the reason for the divorce). She and I were reading old entries in here. I trust her much more than one might expect, given the brief time we’ve known each other. To quote earlier entries, I love her.
My arm is very tired. Lord knows when I’ll write again.