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"He who forgets, will be destined to remember..."

01 July 2007 Sunday

a few things

slated in moments, mused at 04:31 AM

I’m trying to learn to run.
I’m hoping I’ll learn to like it if I get good at it.
Right now I think it’s still kind of like sleep to me — except that sleep is much more fun — but it in any case feels more worthwhile with good company even from a distance.

I really like good people. And I love being appreciated by good people. Worthwhile.

I really don’t like being claimed by people I don’t belong to.
I really like belonging to the people I belong to.

I like the few bits of jewelry I wear.
I like that my hair does pretty much what it wants to… I even like the baby hairs at the top that are too small and fine to control whatsoever, and do some of the darnedest things sometimes.
I like the color of my lips and I like that I tend to prefer not wearing lipstick at all.

I don’t like being called “Shorty” nor the surrounding commentary and mode of attention.

I really love my family.

I really like the punchbuggy game.

I like that there are so many different people in the world.
I don’t like that there’s so much carelessness and lack of sincerity and responsibility.

I really, really like good people.

I really like the idea and feeling of home.

Ruhlly ruhlly.
Really.

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