August 3, 2006
Irrational fears, irrational minds, creative thoughts, disturbing images, destructive story. Oh my god, she smells so bad, I can't stand her sitting right next to me. A goat's odor is perfume compared to this. Yuck, I wonder if I am the only one smelling it. I need to ask Leemar. Leemar, I need to talk to you right now, outside! Liberating thoughts, growing anxiety, disproportionate reaction. So they hold an aparte to discuss whether I smell or not. But what can I do, my skin is fragile, easily attacked by bacteria. True, I could have taken a cab. Next time.