dear it felt good diary,
it felt good to brush my hair last night. i haven't done it for a while. it felt good to take a bath last night. i didn't need one yet. it felt good to talk to maria. i haven't spoken to her for a minute. it felt good to wake up to brown fingernails. i always wake up to a variation of red. it felt good to know i have something to do today. i looked forward to it all weekend long. it felt good having clean pillows last night. i love the smell of a clean pillow under my head. it felt good waking up without lies floating thick in the air. that is something i do not miss. it felt good knowing that someone else must deal with that now. it feels pretty cool in the high heat index.
