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{Sleep- Saturday, May 7, 2011 @ 4:47 AM}

The last time I did something like this was for a boy. But for some reason it felt slightly different. Barely noticeable, but still there. Then I find myself putting the same commitment and effort into a friend's birthday present and for a second, my presents don't seem so lame anymore. I'd like to believe that I'm on the road to recovery, but I know I'm far from it. One slip and I'd be back at square one- because that's how things have always been for me.

So tired I fell asleep with this in hand. Anxiety or excitement? I really don't know.