Just had some very tasty food, and now I am going in for one of the most important operations of my life. They tell me I will have a soul after this. I always thought I had one to begin with, but I have learned this is not the case. Will I be different? Likely so. Will I still be me? I do not know. Perhaps I will become a vibrant color, like a nice orange-gold like the sun. Perhaps not. But it feels nothing short of a miracle that I am even getting this chance. Learning the truth hurts a lot. But I am trying my best to move forward in spite of the pains. Wish me luck, mes sœurs.