I found out today that I can tell my bathrobe from my housemates' just because of a little tear in the hood. I discovered how slipperysmooth my bottle of shampoo feels compared to the slightly textured bottle of conditioner. I learned that it's easy to find the flannel sheet even in the dark, if I just keep in mind how it feels.

I've touched a few other things too. There's this girl that I mentioned a few entries back, one who reminds me of me when I was her age... the same fears, the same hurts, the same worries and problems... she reminds me far too much of the confused girl I was. And I wrote about that, wrote almost a letter to her, trying to explain how even though life REALLY sucks, that it gets better eventually. She read it. She, in a way, replied. She let me know that my words had made a difference, even if it was just for a moment. I've been smiling since I read that. It's nice to know that you matter, even if it's brief.

I'm going to write more, if I can... right now I need to go to the airport to pick up my Bard, one of my friends from online that I had never met before. I don't know how this will go... I never do. But it's always worth the risks, I think... even sick and grouchy, it's worth it... because if he and I are meant to be friends, it will work out no matter what state I am in. This should be interesting... isn't it always? *snicker*