December 16, 2003
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December 16th, 2003.
Returning from Damian’s house. It’s 2am, and there are emails in my inbox reminding me that I’ve neglected the Journal. I’ve been busy with the homecoming. A couple of years ago, that was a nighmarish dance-opportunity for embarassment and humiliation. Now it’s the culmination of return. Dancing with friends and playing for and playing with…