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Blah, I'm sick. It's a cold, and something else. I kind of feel like I've been hit by the Knight Bus, I'm so darn achy. Not sleeping much lately certainly hasn't helped my mood, either.
And I hate hate HATE walking into the Ministry every day. It would be grand if I could just floo right into my department, but no! I have to walk past them. I should be safe there (but one must remember that it is a place of government and politics, and there is nothing safe about politics). Still, I can feel eyes on me. All of those people who hate. Everyone just hates Sometimes I think I'm paranoid. Going crazy. Probably not, and that's the scariest part.
I keep waiting for Bellatrix or someone equally terrifying to put a knife between my shoulder blades (why haven't they caught her already?). Constantly waiting for bad news is wearing on me, I think.
I wish James and I had just run away before we got too involved. Selfish, I know, but it's true. I suppose we're doing great things. It just doesn't seem worth it some days.
I have a cold, it's freezing outside, and I can't find anything in this house.
James, where did I put my box of rings? I know I had it last night.