ICly PrivateI haven’t written in here for a long time. Didn’t feel up to it much while in fairytale form. I’m free! I’m so happy. We found Wesley’s shadow in my closet and then I sewed it back on. The next morning I was in my own pajamas. I can’t tell you how good it feels to be in my own clothes again. I just have to remember that I do have ( Read more... )

I thought my last week or so had been weird. They were nothing compared to this. Today I woke up in a blue nightgown. What's so weird about that, you might ask. I don't have a blue nightgown. I tried changing out of it, but I couldn't. I tried all different things too. I stayed in my house all day. Kinda hoped that it would stop or wear off by ( Read more... )

Well, I've been giving this whole thing a lot of thought. Haven't been able to think about much else. Everything I wrote in my last entry I meant, but now I have to grudgingly admit that some of the things Wes and my mother said were true. And I guess I have to admit to myself that I am a *mutant*. ( Read more... )

This is not the time to start a journal, one would say. Everything is changing. Another zoo intern told me about this place, so I thought I would try it. I just have to get some of my thoughts and feelings out in writing ( Read more... )