Lately I've started worrying about the consequences of my actions. It sounds strange but I never had to before, everything that happened was limited to a small space and and a small group of people. And then suddenly all that changed and I was introduced to a new life outside the old, in the real world. This is what I've been fighting with for the last sex months, and it's harder then I could ever have imagined.
Anyway, nothing seems to have happened as a result of that new year's eve. Henry still wants to see me so I guess he doesn't know, and dad acts the way he always does. He's been traveling less, I don't know why and I don't want to ask. At the same time I miss how he would take me with him to different places around the world, we seemed to share so much back then. Maybe it was a lie but I think I liked it better than the truth, whatever that might be.