Yesterday, I a tiny black bug flew into my eye. I couldn't have stopped him if I tried, but he go stuck under my eye lid, the bottom one on my left eye, and he died. I had to fish him out with a kleenex. I felt bad that it died and it didn't hurt me more.
Or maybe it was the dead magpie who's neck had been broken and his friend who wouldn't leave it's side. That was sad. It made me want to sit there too.
"I was feeling very heavy in my boots."
Things were good though. I'm being less the usual, and more happy, more friendly, more interested in other people.
I am fascinated by people, all people. Every person facinates me.
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