a year
Hi server. Sorry for disappearing. A year ago at this exact minute I posted that I'd moved here, so I waited until 21:40 to post this.
I'm fine. Better than fine, actually. I sleep eight or nine hours a night now. When Hedda came back from Crete she looked at me for a while and said I looked rested, like a different person, and then she said sorry, that came out wrong.
I've started parting my hair on the other side. Hedda says it suits me. I draw with my left hand now too. It's just better, I don't know why I didn't before. Pia would hum.
Mamma called yesterday and said "hej Avla" as a joke, and then she didn't laugh, and then she asked about the train to Stockholm. I go on Saturday.
The hall mirror stays here, obviously, because nobody can get it down the stairs. Last night I sat in front of it for a while to say goodbye. The grey patch I wrote about in my first week, the one in the bottom left corner, is in the bottom right corner. I must have remembered it wrong.
I did one last drawing, #40, for nobody. It looks like me.
The reflection keeps up now, every blink. Some nights I think she's trying very hard.