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June 25th, 2002Everything inside me is jumpy and jittery this morning. I can actually feel every drop of blood pumping through my veins. I can feel the blood push forward and my veins stretch open to let it pass, and then feel them close around it, only to open again at the next heart beat.
Everything tastes funny. My own mouth tastes funny. No mater how many times I brush my teeth I still get the impression that I am kissing a stranger.
I have a headache, and I am light headed.
I'm going back to bed.
I really wish you were here.
