I am tired of my brain working against itself, seemingly all the time. Brainstress seems to occur when the tension of part against part gets to be too much, and everything dissolves to a pre-chrono/linguistic state.
I really, really forget all too often how nice, how vital sun, grass, smell, the everything of outside is. In times of brainstress, it resets me, gives me a solid base that feels quite necessary.
I don't talk enough about how I value those I value, to those people. That should probably change. Yeah, if you read this, odds are quite good that this means you.
I tend to feel guilty sometimes at the fierce protectiveness I feel towards my friends, as though it is unrequested, unwanted, and misperceived as presumptive on my part. It doesn't go away, though, so I should probably find a way to come to terms with it.
My universal gift to everyone will be a mirror, I think. The intended application is not unkindly meant, though for some it will be taken that way, and I admit to an anticipation of a certain sense of satisfaction at the discomfort some will undoubtedly feel when taking that long, necessary look. Still, the intent is towards a more ... illuminating? kind of thing, not a cruel or mocking one.
Bah, accursed words.
I really, really forget all too often how nice, how vital sun, grass, smell, the everything of outside is. In times of brainstress, it resets me, gives me a solid base that feels quite necessary.
I don't talk enough about how I value those I value, to those people. That should probably change. Yeah, if you read this, odds are quite good that this means you.
I tend to feel guilty sometimes at the fierce protectiveness I feel towards my friends, as though it is unrequested, unwanted, and misperceived as presumptive on my part. It doesn't go away, though, so I should probably find a way to come to terms with it.
My universal gift to everyone will be a mirror, I think. The intended application is not unkindly meant, though for some it will be taken that way, and I admit to an anticipation of a certain sense of satisfaction at the discomfort some will undoubtedly feel when taking that long, necessary look. Still, the intent is towards a more ... illuminating? kind of thing, not a cruel or mocking one.
Bah, accursed words.
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Date: 2002-07-23 09:58 am (UTC)please add me to your friends list (tobian, you, too!!).