October 3rd, 2004


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Mmm. I feel good. I love my home. Everything feels nice. It's soft, or rough, or smooth, or sharp, or dull... it's all so nice to feel. I stuck my hand in a vat of not-hardened Jello earlier. It felt nice. Warm. My hand's pink now. I like feeling things today. Anything. I wouldn't be suprised if I stuck my hand in a vat of blackberry jam.

I love my life. Even if I feel bad, sometimes. I'm so lucky to be who I am. I'm so lucky to know the people I know.

I love you people. You're helping me be who I am. You're helping me grow up, and learn, and live. It's nice.

How the heck did my skin get so soft?
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