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Wednesday, January 21st, 2009
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10:23 pm - 24 Eve
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I am home, and I am still here. The change, in both directions, happens in the night while I sleep. I know already I feel vastly different today than I did on Christmas Eve day, one month ago. I have hope that it will go better this time, and I think it's justified.
I still feel joy. I am still talking to strangers, I can still reach all the way through to my heart, I can still look myself in the eye.
I am still me.
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