Dear Diary and Lost Souls,
Today, I envisioned the grand stage as a whirlpool of darkness, a realm where my ballet would breathe life into the most grotesque fantasies. I could see myself adorned in an Addams family Wednesday costume, dancing at the edge of reality, where dreams and nightmares waltz in harmony. It is a dance that only someone with a soul as dark as the abyss could perform, a dance of eerie elegance that speaks of the Addams lineage.
Until the morrow.