Awesome, I hope to read a lot about the life you love.
Funny that some people think no one wants to read a diary. I remember feeling almost paranoid someone would read my diary back in the day I kept one. As the kids would say, I’d literally die if it was read by my brother or friends. Or worse yet, my mom. I still get panicky thinking about that. And because of that, getting you hands on the diary of someone else, that was huge. That was …well I don’t think a 10 year old girl could have a bigger sense of power.
These days I don’t think I have as much interest in other people’s secrets. But I will admit, the desire to read someone’s diary is still very much there. Maybe I am just nosy.