I found the journal while redoing my library. And flipping through, I found more evidence that
Stacey borrowed it:
I know it's from 4 years ago, but thanks,
chasethestars. I remember that night from my visit as being loving and peaceful with friends.
And even with distance & changed-feelings between many of us (all of us? It's complicated and I still feel unsure) now, happy memories don't have to get mixed up in all that. Happy memories are simply what they are: happy. And happy is how I feel when I see these messages from the past.
❤️