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Today I read 80 pages in a different book. Something of a relief. It's a memoir, of a woman from Japan. So maybe after reading that I can try the Mishima again or just move onto to something entirely different.

I love memoirs, especially of lives I will never lead.

We had a delicious multi-course meal to celebrate Mike's five years of work. It was French and fun. I am quite stuffed with the pate, the duck, the scalloped potatoes, asparagus, wine, chocolate orange pot de creme and cappuccino. It was happiness.

I wore my beautiful necklace that Stacy gave me. It's geometric leaves of amber, light to dark. It looks really amazing.