There was an article about me in the local paper. As usual at first I was pleased and then that uneasy feeling of both being exposed and it not being enough swept over me. Everyone will know who I am. Not enough people know who I am. I cannot explain the contradictory rush of black feelings.

Well it wasn't exactly a 600 page book was it?

Got some poison ivy on yesterday's trip and my legs are itching like crazy. It doesn't help.

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