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Apr. 6th, 2005 10:50 am((Voice to text enabled.))
So I'm, uh, feeling better than I was. Quite a bit. Being sick to your stomach isn't a good thing at all when you can't move, let me tell you.
I'm still having my less than awake periods, but I think I'm good for visitors. In fact I think I'd kind of like visitors. I've gotten to the point where I'm talking to myself. Sort of.
Damn it but I want out of this room. I think I've forgotten what the sun looks like. And the walls keep doing their closing-in trick. Not to mention the not moving. I really don't like the not moving.
So I'm, uh, feeling better than I was. Quite a bit. Being sick to your stomach isn't a good thing at all when you can't move, let me tell you.
I'm still having my less than awake periods, but I think I'm good for visitors. In fact I think I'd kind of like visitors. I've gotten to the point where I'm talking to myself. Sort of.
Damn it but I want out of this room. I think I've forgotten what the sun looks like. And the walls keep doing their closing-in trick. Not to mention the not moving. I really don't like the not moving.
