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Sunday, October 30, 2005

 
I am in strange mood today. I am a little sad but i don't really understand why. i have a longing to go home, to be surrounded by familiar faces and familiar things. To be myself and not one of the many people i feel i have to be when i am with strangers. Or to go where no one can find me. Esther lets go to New Zealand, you want to go back and i want to see the places you spoke of so lets drop everything and go. Wouldn't that be nice? If only it was so easy to put life on hold. What is wrong with me today?





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