Similar to yesterday, but not a letter. How about a journal/diary entry. A note to self, if you will. A peak into the mind of a little girl waiting on her daddy to come home.
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6 Oct 2026
You know, today has been exhausting. There was so much to get done and I feel like I dropped so many balls. Laundry, the dishwasher, even cooking a proper dinner. This always happens when daddy is out of town. Even his proximity is settling. I don’t think he’d let me collapse into bed tonight, though, if he was here. I think it would be too obvious to him. This need. My need. Or maybe I just think it’s obvious because it feels all consuming to me? Actually, I probably just need to go to bed early and forget about it.
After all, there’s no one here to put me over their knee and spank me until I give in to the exhaustion and stop fighting.
—M
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maybe this one is only a little bit fiction
