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There’s someone coming to look at our apartment tonight. Adam’s cleaned it all up nicely, which is good. I’d hate to show the place as a horrific mess (although it’s to be expected when we’re moving, I guess.)

I’ve been watching the blue sky and the clouds moving across it. So very quickly they’re going… I want to know what it would feel like to stand up there in the middle of one and have it pass over me. And I want to jump out of a helium balloon basket from the upper atmosphere so I can see what it feels like to fall with no air around me.

There are some strange things I want to do.