I was digging through the bag I usually take with me to Sara’s trying to clean the junk out, and I stumbled across a little something from earlier in the summer:
It was a fortune from a cookie I broke open when we eating Chinese at the studio one night. I chuckled as I thought of the irony of writing “The Alyssa Diaries.” I never would have guess writing was in the cards for me…
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