[Faile]

Such sad stories. I used to be a fiend for nostalgia, but I seem to have let go recently. Or rather maybe I've just started to forget. I do sometimes wonder where my most cherished items are; the complete winnie the pooh (I saw this recently, I'm sure. I kept letters and things in it too a couple of years), an old tattered and well travelled soft-toy frog (I believe he is near too). After experiencing the splitting of parents and their divorce, I guess I too split from my childhood at an early age. It's hard to think about a lot of things from then now, but such is life. The one thing I promise myself is that if I ever have children (not that I think I will), I'll not make the mistakes my parents made. But then again, they're are just as fallable as any other human, and that was always shown to be true just when you need them to be industructable.

Oh, and the moomins totally scare me! I could never rest if a moomin was near!