April 27, 1953

Oh Diary, it's been so dreadful without Peter this last month. I haven't wanted to do anything except mope. Will is done with shooting, and has gone back home. The time I got to spend with him was absolutely amazing, but now I'm lonely.  It's so hard to meet new people, especially people who will accept me. I still haven't found a job, though I haven't tried very hard. The money Peter gave me is almost gone. I've been living on beans and rice. I've never been this destitute in my life. No shopping. No movies. No new records. Of course, there is no point in doing those things alone. It is so hard to enjoy things when I don't have any friends to share these things with.

But, I can't sit here in self pity forever. I have to do something about this. I have to take a step forward. Starting tomorrow, I am going to look for a job.

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