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[lifehungry]

We drove back without music for the seven hour car trip, enjoying each other's company and mostly the sound of my awesome voice. But as unbelievable as it may seem, even I can not talk for seven hours without stopping to rest. These were the moments I used to contemplate, when the sun stroked my arm and attacked my eyes through my sunglasses, I

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[kerstee]

I miss you. Where are you moving to? I hope you don't disappear forever! Sorry I have been such a sucky friend for the past however long - I would really miss you if you go.

My mobile isn't working at the moment for some reason. I have been having a bad time lately - wondering about if I've done the right thing and what I'm missing out on. I will try to email you tomorrow, feels like you're the only one that will understand.

[lifehungry]

Don't you think that you have been a bad friend! I miss you so much. I will try and call you tomorrow, I am very sorry things are hard for you right now, and I miss you so much.

[thineownself]

No! Please don't disappear! I would miss your writing very much - it does sound genuine and honest to outsiders, and your journal is among my absolute favorites. Please don't disappear!

That said - everything you express in this entry sounds so familiar. I often feel very strange about having an online journal without telling real life people about it. It seems a bit like a very strange, unhealthy, somewhat silly form of having a secret second identity.

And also, my journal self also seems different from its real life counterpart. Maybe because I write about things I don't usually talk about in real life? I'm not sure.

Sigh. I wish I could find some kind of relaxed form of writing again.

[lifehungry]

Thank you Anke.

The whole livejournal thing is just getting to me lately. I have been wondering if it is strange and unhealthy, and why it is so hard to be myself. I want to keep the journal, but I also want to be myself. I think it will be a healthy exercise.