Body

In the past couple of weeks I've taken up the awful habit of whistling. I've gotten better at it since I started. I have a wider range of tones; I can go higher and lower than before. I've been whistling all the tunes that are stuck in my head. Just now I successfully whistled the chorus to 童话 by 光良. But sometimes if I whistle for too long my entire chin starts to shake, the way it used to shake uncontrollably in the winter when I was a small child. Then I have to stop whistling because the feeling is weird and unbearable.

Today in the shower I noticed that I have a pimple on my chest. It's very small, and has a yellow tip. I've never had a pimple on my torso before. It's not big enough to pop, and I don't want to pop it, because I'd have to stare at it for a long time and it makes my chin and neck uncomfortable because I have to bend at a strange angle to look at it. It's right in the middle of my chest. I feel like Iron Man. It should go away soon.

My skin used to be really dry. I don't think it'll ever fully recover. I'll always have scales like a lizard. I'm trying really hard to put lotion on but in the winter it's difficult to keep up. My legs are so dry that the other day they started to hurt. I think my elbows may be dry too but I'm afraid to check. Every day I tell myself to put some lotion on, and I have every opportunity to, but I just don't. It's like that with a lot of things. My brain and the actions I take have such a delay between them. I've only lotioned maybe a couple of times this winter.