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Glad you didn't die or anything though :P. I saw a cool Polish video today in church...it was really powerful. I couldn't tell you the name of it, and explaining what it's about would just ruin the quality. Good film. It's like art. No special effects, just a powerful message conveyed through images. Yes, darling, I know this is quite pathetic, to get so wrapped up in artful things. But I must say, I'm hopelessly devoted to them, and for some reason I can't stop. It's like an addiction to menthol, it's not necessarily detrimental, but it's still an addiction. I wish my words had the power to make people forget more often. To allow people that three seconds of absorbed thought. That 'wow' feeling you get every once in a while. Not to have me remembered, but my voice. Like, the words that make you feel funny. When I read, if I ever come across a line examining how your heart moves, such as 'my heart sank,' the feeling clicks. Beyond clicks. The human mind is funny in it's clicking moments. I'm feeling too deep...but that's okay. I think that I've have a lot fewer 'perfect moments' this month. December hates me. December hates me a lot. Which is unfortunate, because that's when break is, which means less perfect moments. I pray that changes. I pray for clarity and wisdom, daily. I pray for something...anything. Dare I actually say that words but: I'm bored. |
