I'm a Communist

[watery_memories]

Well, almost the sweet bliss of the weekend.

I've been noticing scents, textures in my surroundings more. It's as if my world has suddenly grown richer, more flavorful. As if, unexpectedly, the earth decided to augment the experience of living, of life. Everything is so spicy! Spicy, the sharpness (but not quite bitter; the way mint is sharp yet

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[dan_thelichlord]

Miss....your very beautiful journal entries are just so easily spoiled when I relate them to my own life! Though this would be an excellent time to draw creepy connections and similarities, and that would be fun, I won't. It's the careful choice of the correct words which lend a poetic undertone to what you write, and the resulting descriptiveness I strive to identify with...ah, there we go. My urge to point out disturbing similarities and differences between my life at current and your life has disappeared. Like as not it was satisfied by the length of my comment. Well, it's been a pleasure intentionally not doing what I came here to do.

[dan_thelichlord]

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Ignore that. I've felt a bit literate lately after composing essays (for finals) and poetry (to get my mind off of those finals). So I seem to be ranting right there for no apparent reason.

[watery_memories]

Nono, I think I understand. ^.^