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Saturday, May 14, 2005


Sometimes I think that I'd be happier if I lived in a country where people have smaller concepts of "personal space." The USA is too frigid for me. The most physical contact I receive in a day (excepting close friends, lovers, and family) is a handshake, if that. Humans need contact. Why is it so taboo?

I began considering this the other day while receiving a tour of the library's facilities. A girl standing behind me put her hands on my shoulders to stand on her tip-toes and look past my head. The sensation thrilled me. Non-sexual. Non-threatening. Just touch.


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