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[sebastienne]

it was an hour's walk, in the rain, but it was worth it.

i am sitting in my room, on the internet, on oxfordgirl's spare laptop. give her things! she deserves them.

i'm on the internet with natural light and fresh air, drinking vanilla tea, in the hope that the migraine from wadham's underground hell-hole of a computer centre will go away now.

and i'm about to head off to the Uni Counselling Services for my second "Creative Stress Management" group. last week i managed not to laugh at all when i was told to "see my thoughts like clouds in the sky"... i feel this must mean i'm making progress.

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"good and evil themselves, however, are but fugitive shadows and damp afflictions and passing clouds."

- Thus Spake Zarusthra