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Jul. 7th, 2005 05:12 pmI love water so much. There is really nothing better in the world than being submerged in cool water. Nothing. The best dreams are the underwater ones. The best hours involve swimming and baths. Saturday, I'm going to allot at least an hour to soaking in a tub. Maybe with bubbles, but maybe not. I love being wet, I love dabbling my feet in the water, I love having wet hair. I love showering and standing in sprinklers. I suspect I would love rain entirely, if only it didn't involve wet jeans and spotty glasses. I love my waterbed. I love cupping my hands under a running faucet and feeling water in the palms of my hands. I love fountains and the sound of running water and trickling water and rushing water and dripping water. I think pictures of waterfalls and oceans and single clear drops of water are amazingly beautiful and peaceful and perfect. I just really love water.
I also really love Taren. He's been my best friend since auditions for high school and he still is. We fight like politicians and we've hated each other numerous times. But he's one of my anchors. And he's back in Southern California and I'll get to see him and he called today. And that's incredibly happy.
I also really love Taren. He's been my best friend since auditions for high school and he still is. We fight like politicians and we've hated each other numerous times. But he's one of my anchors. And he's back in Southern California and I'll get to see him and he called today. And that's incredibly happy.