[internet cafe] vive la difference

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I went in for a few hours this morning just to be sure everything was running smoothly and could continue to run smoothly for the remainder of the day, and then came home. I thought about staying but with the change back probably (knock wood) happening soon, I decided I'd rather be in my flat than, say, in the middle of an assignment.

I have to say, there are things I'm going to miss and things I'm going to be fine without. The body itself I haven't minded; the biological changes have been a little more of an adventure. I've always considered myself a fairly enlightened bloke--my mum made certain of that--but this has been more than just sympathy.

I guess I'll know for certain how deeply the changes were once I retake those tests Tosh gave me and she compares the results. But there were other things, too. I would go so far as to say increased empathy, increased socialbility, and--I'm not sure how to describe this, except I've felt stronger the last few days in an entirely different way. (I fell apart a little the first day, but it didn't last.)

So, I've got music playing (Death Cab's cover of "Love Song," if you're curious) and the computer on, and I took a few pictures just to remember, and now we wait.

[internet cafe] song of the day

This is for Matt and Near.

My Best Friend, Weezer.

( lyrics )

[internet cafe] and that's that

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I fell asleep about two hours ago and woke up a man again. Everything seems to be in working order, and nothing's missing, right down to the scars on my knee.

I have no pithy comment to sum this up, really. For three days I saw life on the other side, and how it felt--how I felt--it's already fading. The entries I wrote, the emotions I had . . . it's like reading someone else's diary.

There's one thing that hasn't fled, at least. One thing I'll get to hold onto. I hope.