Keep forgetting to stop by to say hi. Things with RG are still weird. I don't know what's going on there and I'm not sure how to return to what we used to be. Of course, she's getting older. She seems to be growing more withdrawn these days, so trying to connect with her like we used to will be even harder.

I met a girl, 11 years old, who looked shockingly boyish, though her outfit certainly showed her to be a she. No hidden bulges or anything. I suppose I should rather say she met me. She's the type that will talk to anyone and befriend everyone. I've been waiting to meet her again, but I haven't seen her in weeks. I'm not sure how best to encounter her, as I know little about her schedules and routines, but she spent quite a while just playing and talking with me out of nowhere. It was joyous. I'd forgotten that euphoria that the drug of little girls gives. This girl, I will call P. Hopefully I'll be able to bring more stories of her soon.

As always, best wishes to all of my friends here. I hope life has been kind to you and I hope you've had plenty of chances to be kind to the girls.