Hello Journal.
It's evening in my country.. You might be thinking: 'Emil, what are you doing at six seven o' clock pm?'
Well... It's kind of weird.. But I am sitting outside on some rock while gazing up at the stars.
It's seriously a beautiful sight, believe me.
I love the night sky, I really do.
I feel like I could sit here for hours and hours, but I know I have to return home, or everyone will be worrying about me..
But I am not going away yet. I want to enjoy the nice view on the stars tonight.
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Emil's Journal
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