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I had a head-on collision with a butterfly yesterday. Strange event. In the world of head-on collisions, it's about the best one you could hope for. I think we both walked away from it. You know what I mean.
Went to a great party last night. Or at least, this girl I met at the party was pretty great. I'll let you know how great she is after we have dinner together tonight. She's tall, pale-skinned, freckled. Very long legs. Soft spoken but outgoing. Fantastic smile. Works, or rather, worked 'till very recently in a shelter for troubled minors convicted as sex offenders. Woah. I can't imagine doing that job on purpose.
I love everything about the place that I live and the lifestyle that I have adopted. I don't ever want to go back to needing a car and living away from where I live.
Had terribly emotional dreams last night about old friends and lovers. There's this one particular person from my past - way, way in my past - who occasionally pops in my dreams and I get the impression that she always symbolizes the same thing but I can't quite discern what that is, exactly. She's a sign though. And, I think, not a good sign. It's never pleasant when she's around.
I am making an effort to grow a beard. Not just a goatee. A beard. Mild. Subtle. But full. ish. I couldn't reasonably expect anything more. It's still possible that it's just not something that my body will do. We shall see.
Went to a great party last night. Or at least, this girl I met at the party was pretty great. I'll let you know how great she is after we have dinner together tonight. She's tall, pale-skinned, freckled. Very long legs. Soft spoken but outgoing. Fantastic smile. Works, or rather, worked 'till very recently in a shelter for troubled minors convicted as sex offenders. Woah. I can't imagine doing that job on purpose.
I love everything about the place that I live and the lifestyle that I have adopted. I don't ever want to go back to needing a car and living away from where I live.
Had terribly emotional dreams last night about old friends and lovers. There's this one particular person from my past - way, way in my past - who occasionally pops in my dreams and I get the impression that she always symbolizes the same thing but I can't quite discern what that is, exactly. She's a sign though. And, I think, not a good sign. It's never pleasant when she's around.
I am making an effort to grow a beard. Not just a goatee. A beard. Mild. Subtle. But full. ish. I couldn't reasonably expect anything more. It's still possible that it's just not something that my body will do. We shall see.