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Morning and no tragedies! I even slept.

There's always stuff I wanna say that I don't know how.

Can you tell by my syntax and vocabulary what kind of a keyboard I'm on? This is a regular one. I'm typing more quickly. I don't have so much time to consider what I'm saying.

What I should be saying is, sleep is good for my mental health. I don't feel so crazy right now.

What I'm going to say instead is, I've had a little break, and I'm almost ready to pick up my life on my shoulders again and start parading around. Settle back into harnass, so to speak.

What I want to say is, my life is a cradle composed of thick strands of people who love me, and I can't fall.

What I want to say is, on New Years' weekend I want to go somewhere green and breathe in the trees for a little while. Perhaps I'll go to VanDusen, which is green but not native, or perhaps to Heritage Park in Mission. Anyone wanna wander along?

The Chinese New Year parade is on the 29th of January this year. I'm going out to that. You should come. Something about gunpowder being thrown at the crowd and the dragon dancers makes it the best parade in Vancouver.

It's fascinating to look at all these New Year celebrations-- solstice, this one, and then the chinese one. They all have some meaning for me, although the year isn't really new until... well, there's this smell in the air, and something to do with the way the buds go before they start swelling, and something to do with the colour of the light.

I'm going to make a concerted effoert to sleep more. Magic fails me, otherwise.