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January 18, 2009
I have thoughts of dancing in a field, wearing a brightly colored frock and mary janes. I have strawberry blond hair that curls down my back, and pale skin with freckles. I dance around and around, and nobody watches me. The flowers nip at my ankles, and I giggle with joy. I sit down on a blue plaid cloth and eat a sandwich from my picnic basket. I am alone, but not lonely. I am enjoying the company of nature, of flowers, of butterflies, of bugs. I don't worry about not having a boyfriend, friends, or family. I am happy.