04.09.2002
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I feel things, these days, to which I am no longer accustomed. I looked at Diarmuid where he lay on my bed this morning and thought 'I would love to be you, fuzzy-face.' Then Tarot jumped up and purred in his ear. They fell back to sleep spoon-style and I nearly wept with jealousy.
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