June 30th, 1973

Dear Diary,

Alright so today was relatively boring. I spent this entire sunny day inside to finish cleaning my room (Yeah, I kind of didn't totally finish it before). Anyhow, I left the window open so I was able to hear the Partridge Family rehearse again. I found out this morning that they didn't go out on tour. I guess their next few tours have been canceled because they're getting the bus fixed (funny that Keith didn't mention that in his letter).

Anyhow, it's about 7:00 now and I just finished vacuuming and am down on the back porch on the swing. Mom is inside doing dinner dishes and I'm not entirely sure where Ricky is, but I'm enjoying the silence. It's a perfect summer afternoon! Well, almost perfect. If Keith were sitting with me right now it'd be perfect, but it's pretty close to being perfect anyways.

Well, I guess I should mention that I've decided to pick up the poem-writing thing again. I've found that it helps me stay focused and not to worry so much about things. I guess writing, for me, is kind of a relaxing activity. I don't plan on stopping anytime soon. Even if I scrap the poem idea again, I won't ever stop writing in this diary (However, my poems are now getting their very own notebook, so you probably won't be seeing many or any more in here).

Well, anyways, I guess I'd better go. Mom's calling and I probably won't have anything more to add later tonight. Karri and Candice are coming over tomorrow, so hopefully things will be a little more interesting then.

Well, guess that's it,

Donna