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Quite thirsty am I. Thirsty for adventure, for people, for love. Without these, we are nothing. But ya know what? I could really just use a nice big glass of ice water right now.

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zone

I will be leaving soon. Leaving my beloved home. The farm, my family, even the cats that I loathe. I mourn, yet I rejoice. Could this new phase of life be called a "zone"? Or must I be "in the zone" to enter into this new phase? How shall I cope? I am terrified and I already feel alone. But I will survive. I will thrive. Because God is my Savior and when I am weak, He makes me strong.

I have been in motion for so long. Today I was still. I breathed deeply. I thought deeply.

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My mother is an incredible seamstress. Amazing. I will never be as good as her. And she will not live forever. So who will repair my children's clothes? I suppose I should learn. It would be an honor to sit beside a professional. I love my mother. I will learn to sew.

I feel as though I am drifting some days. In the ocean. All alone. People try to speak to me...I watch their lips move rhythmically, but I hear a foreign language. I do not know what I am supposed to do, who I should talk to, or where I should go. It's those drifting days when I just want to lie in bed and let the ocean of my mind toss my wandering thoughts around in my head.

38 days left. I graduate in 38 days! Can I make it? Will I last the entire duration of 38 whole entire days without killing anyone? I do no wish to hurt a single human being. They may just bring it on themselves though. Watch out! :)

I don't really like to try new things. "Gourmet" sounds fancy. I live on a farm. "Fancy" is not a part of my life and may never be. I am ok with simple. :)

I am a professional smiler. Smiler...is that a word? One who smiles? I love to smile! If you are missing a smile, I will share one of mine with you. :)

If you could make a visit to the petrifying basement of the place where I work, I know that you would understand. Every time I am asked to haul something down to the basement, I pretend to be brave and march down the stairs to find myself in the crepuscular, and cobweb filled dungeon. The generator roars as I whimper a greeting. The thick silence is almost unbearable as I hold my breath and make the journey to the end of the seemingly never-ending chamber. My eyes slowly adjust to the dim light while my brain tells me to beware of all objects large enough to conceal a person. I must remind myself to breathe. As I near the end, the light flickers. I run.

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Sarah wrote about trade
“I used to trade stickers with my friends. We would secretly meet at recess and exchange fuzzy and pretty stickers. We wouldn't let people join our trading club sometimes. Why? I don't know. They were…”

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