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7:10 a.m.

Dear Marla,

I decided it’s just too daft to fill a book with notes to myself. It’s so egocentric—I’d feel like some kind of New Age narcissist—so I’m going to address all my self-absorbed narcissism to you. How’s that for passing the buck?

Actually, I probably won’t write in this at all. I feel very optimistic about this whole trip, now. The freak-out I went through yesterday is a distant memory. It’s early morning, I’ve had my tea and I’m all packed. The light in Los Feliz is unusually golden and (here’s the real miracle) I managed to fit all my clothes for the weekend into the leopard-print luggage set: one large case, one medium, a handbag and a hatbox. Not bad, eh? I’m sure Coop will be impressed that I travel light.

Of course, the shoes had to go in a separate trunk, but so what? I’ll just slip that in casually when no one’s looking.

All in all, I’m the picture of the elegant, poised traveler.

Hope your journey to Paris goes well today. So exciting! I can’t wait for you to come home so we can swap stories.

Kiss, kiss,

Gwen