I have so much I want to write about:
- the sadness I feel about my friend hearing that her love is sick,
- the sadness/pride/joy I feel about my other friend moving to Florida in one week to follow her dream,
- the kooky, fun New York-style stuff I've done in the past week,
- what it feels like to have a weight on your heart lifted,
- the $100 I found after seeing the smelly phallic plant in Brooklyn,
- my frustration as a maid of honor,
- my birthday is in exactly one week,
- all I'm thinking about, however, is the one-year anniversary of my breakdown, which is fast approaching,
- I'm all over Idlewild. I thought it was a sign that it opened the day after my birthday, but I soon realized many a movie is opening that Friday,
- I really like a guy that likes me as well...but not in that way.
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