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latest archive about email links yearbook japan photoblog wish list	Fri Sep 21 01 / 7:12 AM Hard to remember what day it is here, both in numbers and name. It's because it just doesn't matter, to me and to this place. Well, the passage of days affects me in the same way as always, but it doesn't affect what I do. Cairns is the best tourist town ever. I am in the middle of crossing something off my childhood "to do before I die" list: I am learning to scuba dive, and it's probably everything I thought it would be if I ever gave practical thought to a whim. Both the accomplishment and the activity are feeling great so far. Things are short with him, but it's half my fault and half the situation. We simply see too much of each other - the only time we don't is when we close our eyes. And it's hard to keep trying 24/7, so gradually we let ourselves go. Now he dresses like my father, and I dress like my mother - but while their relaxation is hard-earned, ours is laziness. Youth has no place for the ugly.
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Lisa Higgs
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