Day 12,000: Get me ouht a’here!!!

I think Carmen is starting to crack under the pressure of forced relaxation. I saw her circling a fir tree… round and round and round. At first I thought she thought it was muster point but but then I realized it was some sort of odd OCD-realted nervous tic manifesting itself with a need to perform wican rituals… or at least that’s what made the most sense at the time…

I’m so nervous. It’s been years. I’m not sure I even remember how. And if I do something stupid… oh the potential for embarrassment is simply overwhelming. I won’t go. I’ll just stay here in my homespun blanket (yes, I have been bored and have too much time on my hands) and hide. No fuss, no muss, no risk of premature mortification.

But what if its good? What if I like it? This might be just what I needed. And I bet it will feel good. It always used to feel good. I like feeling good. So why not; take a risk; put myself out there… I’ve been in here too many days now…

I’ll do it!

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OMG. That was so satisfying. I can’t believe how good I feel. Relaxed, revitalized, refreshed. Renewed. I just have to do that again. and Again. And again. I feel so sorry for all those who can’t experience this. Why did I wait so long. It’s amazing how your brain can block out the sheer pleasure involved. Why else would it have taken me so long to try again…

Hopefully we can try again very,very soon.

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Well I got a thank-you email from Chantal. She enjoyed lunch as much as I did. Friends are so awesome.