tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33689950.post6288382838904288368..comments2023-09-24T13:36:00.981+01:00Comments on The night and half-light of dreams: Day 4. 7 Things that cross your mind a lotPragmatic Mystic http://www.blogger.com/profile/08877990361303745003noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33689950.post-48844652691623564122011-01-16T16:39:58.279+00:002011-01-16T16:39:58.279+00:00I think I do have a bit of an inkling, yes...
*hu...I think I do have a bit of an inkling, yes...<br /><br />*hugs back*<br /><br />I'm finding in doing this meme that it really does write itself; it's interesting. Even the ones that are harder: I think about them long enough, and then something always comes. Or I've written something that wasn't quite perfect but seemed okay, and then suddenly I realise, 'No, not that: <i>this</i>.' Best meme ever.<br /><br />Ari.xxCEADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04778999811353354648noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33689950.post-86978519967238340072011-01-16T16:36:59.011+00:002011-01-16T16:36:59.011+00:00You have NO IDEA (well, actually, maybe YOU do) ho...You have NO IDEA (well, actually, maybe YOU do) how often I think 6.<br /><br />*Hugs* love you too, she'enedra.<br /><br />I'm glad you love this...it's interesting, because I thought I was going to put one in about dissonance in people, or about 'wait, that's a pattern', but I'm not sure that's conscious thought - so I didn't know if it counted.<br /><br />But even if it did, these felt more right, more me. They just wrote themselves - which is as it should be, I suppose.<br /><br />xxPragmatic Mystic https://www.blogger.com/profile/08877990361303745003noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33689950.post-35744120875304423282011-01-16T16:33:28.315+00:002011-01-16T16:33:28.315+00:00Oh, man, number 6... HAHAHAHAHA.
This entire list...Oh, man, number 6... HAHAHAHAHA.<br /><br />This entire list is so totally you; I love it. I particularly love number 1, because I can hear you muttering that. It was one of the reasons I liked sitting in front of you at Mass, even before we were friends. It always made me smile, because it was always <i>exactly</i> what I was thinking. You'd mutter 'Give me a break,' and I'd just start grinning my head off.<br /><br />I love you.<br /><br />Ari.xxCEADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04778999811353354648noreply@blogger.com