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Cayden - April 19th, 1989

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  April 19th 1989  Dear Cerridwen,  Dear Maeve ,  “I bet you thought you wouldn’t here from me again, huh? I told you I am a man of my word. Contrary to what you think, you are someone that is easy to remember, Agatha. I’m not going to ask the usual small talk types of questions like how are you, what have you been up to, etc. As I said before, I want you to know automatically that you can tell me about anything at any time. You never have to wait for me to ask an empty question. No matter where you are or what you’re doing, I want to know what life is like out there - away from crowds, managers, and tour buses. I always want to hear about you.   I really miss our night on the boardwalk, and I know the guys miss it too. We don’t get too many opportunities to be..well, normal I guess. Of course, we’re just normal dudes; don’t get me wrong. But when you’re on the road, not only playing music but building a brand, opportunities to chill out in public are as ha...
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Maeve - April 19th 1989

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  April 19th, 1989  Dear Jessica,  Okay, I’m back. And guess what? I’m still in my bed, in my PJ’s, after getting up to make sure Dad got his breakfast and that he actually ate it. I have no idea where Mom is. It’s a rainy Saturday morning, and I have to go to work at 3. But I’m still on this post-boardwalk high from last night, and it may have little to do with the bumper cars and the cotton candy.  Remember I told you I left the mall last night feeling like a complete dork, missing out on a chance to hang out with a scrumptious bassist and his equally appealing bandmates? Well, before I could find my keys at the bottom of my trusty, purple Jansport, I heard a voice yell my name from the other side of the parking lot.  By the way, I have at least two dozen flash charms attached to my keys, so I don’t know why it takes me so long to dig them out. Though I lost my boombox and Snoopy charms and I am pissed.  Anyway, I’m not used to hearing a random guy yell m...
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Cayden - May 18th, 1989

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Dear Cerridwen,  Well surprise, surprise. After only a couple hours of sleep, here I am hiding in the bathroom on the bus, sitting on the floor at 3 in the morning. There’s a reason I’m a Sleepless Knight after all, aside from the whole Celtic demigod warrior and rock star thing. Kyler, Rian, and the rest of the guys passed out watching Weird Science for the millionth time and are now snoring like fat bulldogs. We had an album signing today at a Sam Goody in Jersey, and then we went to the Seaside Heights boardwalk. It was my first time there and it was a blast. But not necessarily because of the rides, games, and sausage sandwiches.                                                                  more on this later.. I never knew time could cease any and all movement when you’ve met ...
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Maeve - April 18th, 1989

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  April 18th, 1989  Dear Jessica,  Yes, I am naming you Jessica, after Angela Lansbury’s character in Murder She Wrote . Mom gave me this plain black journal with lined pages for Christmas a couple of years ago, and I haven’t had a need to use it, until tonight. I guess she forgot I only use unlined pages for writing and for sketching. No matter, Jess, because you will now be my squire in this new quest I’ve apparently begun.  My best friend Rhiannon says she writes to her diary as if she were speaking to a real person. I don’t know if I want to necessarily refer to you as a diary because I am now 18, and it just seems too Rainbow Brite to refer to a journal as a diary at this point. But if I were 81, I would still love Rainbow Brite, and I will speak to you like a real person. I’ve never been big on journaling but this might actually be helpful, and right now I need all the help I can get. My apologies ahead of time for the over abundance of pictures, stickers, and ...
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