Dear Diary,
It hurts me to do this, but I must close your sweet pages for the rest of the month. I have finals to deal with, and I cannot give you the attention that you deserve. Don't despair, dear Diary, I am full of ideas yet. Twin Peaks is always on my mind. It never leaves me. In fact, I carry the whole town with me everywhere I go. You see, the idea of the show wasn't who killed Laura Palmer, it was the town itself. The wonderful people who inhabited it. The oddities of the families, the eerieness of the woods. The whole, not the part. I will leave you in understanding that I will dust of your pages in June. I promise. Until then, the tears roll down my pale face,