Despite the massive amounts of lotion I cake on my hands daily, they keep peeling away skin to the point where I have no feeling left in them. Yes, the water does weird things to my body here, but the people are doing weirder things to my social outlook. At first, I was delighted to be among such a diverse group of interesting people, but now I have discovered the true meaning of the theory that people change once you get to know them. It’s really not that bad, I just wish I could be more accepting of personalities possessing (what I tend to call) character flaws. Maybe I’m just too hard on the human race.
On the way home we will travel our way back down to the south in the slowest possible coast these mountains will allow. 7/23/01
I think I’m ugly. I think I’m boring. I think I’m too skinny. I think I don’t have much of a personality. I think I’m shallow. I think I’m lazy. I think I’m a jerk. I think I want to be so much more than I am. I think I would like to disappear. I think I hate myself. 7/25/01