Day 1
I am the goldfish in the plastic baggie, and I needed today to become used to my glass-room environment. This is a necessary step, believe the pet shop workers, because I once had a fish I put in the tank straight away and the poor fella died of a heart attack. I don’t think it was completely my fault though, fish food probably has a lot of trans fat in it.
In short, I wrote my introduction to the writing journal, this, day one of my writing journal, and looked over a few old pages. Fresh start tommorrow.