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It has been rather strange to me these past two days, how I have seemed to ascend from a depth filled with emotions reflective of emptiness, missing purpose and life, all the way to a feeling of overwhelming interest in my days. Momentarily throughout the days I have stopped and just thought. . about the things I enjoy about life, about my past I am so fond of, about how wonderful things can truly be for me. How they are. I can't really say that I know this feeling will last, but I am rather enjoying them at the moment.

Just last night, mother and I went to rent a movie for dad. We got four. I picked The Illusionist and The Covenant. Mom also wanted to rent Click, since we hadn't seen it yet. She's not really a big fan of Adam Sandler. Well, quite frankly she can't stand him, but the movie was surprisingly good.

I discovered the strangest thing yesterday. . I had sat down to take a short break from working in the yard. I was wearing capris since the weather permitted me to. I glance down after taking a seat and notice I have a bruise on my calf. I didn't remember hitting or falling into anything. But that's not what really got my attention. It's shaped like an upside down butterfly. I have quite a fondness for butterflies and dragonflies, so I think it is rather interesting, but then again I can't help but wonder what actually caused me to get this butterfly shaped mark. It looks to be almost healed, though it is still about the size of a circle you could make with your index finger and thumb. Mom thinks it may be the butterfly's revenge. . heh. She had a fake butterfly in the garden. It was aged, a little rusted, even had a broken spring on its wing. I plucked it out of the ground and tossed it in the trash, to put it out of its misery. Mom think perhaps the butterfly was not yet ready to go, and so it left me with its mark to carry on its memory. Of course this is just a tale of a joking matter, but I think it to be rather interesting, if not entertaining. Something to think on, a tale of the unexplained.

Tonight we are having a get-together. My aunt, cousin, and uncle are invited over to join us in grilling out and watching some movies. Perhaps we may even break out some cards and what-not. I have been reading a lot as of 2:30 this morning, so Ihave a feeling I may end up being the recluse tonight as opposed to that position being taken by my cousin. It's really a good book that I am reading. I don't usually go for fiction. Mostly fantasy and that cutesyloveydovey stuff, but this I have truly taken an interest in. I am the Messenger- Markus Zusak. Highly recommended, despite the fact that I have not finished it yet.

I must say that the weather here is extraordinarily nice. Perfectly suited for SPring Break. We have every window in the house open. The breezes are absolutely sweeping. Unusually pleasant. Almost as if they carry some sort of drug to highten and appeal to the senses. With them flows the voices of the birds that perch between the branches of the surrounding trees. Even the grave yard behind the house seems full of life today. I wish to go to the reserve today, go for a lazy bike ride by the lake they have there and maybe feed the ducks, dawdle in a 'secret' spot as the sun goes down before finally returning home, but I don't think that would happen today. Not today. But I can't say I really mind as there are other things about this day that have sparked my smile.

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