I have a secret for you: today I am on Lexapro. Don't tell, they'd banish us you know. I stole the pills from my aunt. We both have depression. I wasnt so sure about taking something, but I figure I will try it. How is it any worse that cigarettes, or alcohol, or weed, or motrin, or a McSandwich? Of course I havent been taking any of those things for weeks now, except for the motrin. It's for my back pain. Who knows how it will make me feel? There are a thousand factors that go into your mood. And I'm on period right now, I'm already loopy. My aunt says it makes her tired, but also focused and not so anxious. So far I feel pretty normal, a little energetic for so early in the morning, and sore from dancing. Oh I drank lots of coffee, and when I do I can't sit still. My body trembles with energy, demands movement. I danced last night for 3 hours to Yannick Noah and Melissa Etheridge until my legs felt like lead. Then I sat on the floor and rocked and swayed, hands in the air, head back. I needed to, my body demanded it. I couldnt sing because my heavy breathing made me cough. I love Yannick Noah and dancing with my hair down. I am in Brasil, at Carnival. I practice Portuguese pronunciation in my head, the deep dipthongs, the nasal nouns. My aunt came in, but I didnt stop. I've never danced freestyle in front of anyone before.

I am a bit cold right now. Wearing a miniskirt in February, guess I'm asking for it. It's cuz I havent done my laundry in like a week, and I'm running out of clothes.