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Sunday, Feb. 03, 2002 - 1:13 a.m.
Quietus
Lately looking at my diary layout makes me want to puke. Either I've been reading too many beautifully designed diaries, or I've just had this layout for too long. Or both.I'm learning more HTML tricks now. It's time for a change. Yeah. I find that if I haven't hugged anyone in a long time, when I do get a hug from someone, I experience a pleasant dizziness and some sort of headrush. Physical contact stimulates all kinds of body and brain chemicals, doesn't it? I've never been a touchy-feely type, aside from when I'm in a relationship. (Mmmm. Relationship touching.) Innocent touches from others shock me. In a good way, usually. In an overpowering way. I'm not used to it. I wasn't planning on writing another entry tonight, I just suddenly felt like doing it. Yeah. This is the second entry of the night, in case you didn't know. I'm in an odd mood ... kind of mellow, warm ... yet lonely. I'd like to go for a walk with a good friend right now. Well, maybe in slightly warmer weather. And somewhere that isn't downtown Toronto, I suppose. Just walking ... not necessarily having to say anything to one another. I miss having people I can be silent with. I'm going to go and be silent now.
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