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June 24, 2015
My favourite thing EVER is waiting for a bus that never comes.
Seriously. Today in Québec it’s the provincial holiday, which is kind of a bigger deal than actual Canada Day on July 1st, so everything is closed and the buses are running on the holiday schedule. I should have been off today, but oh no: my one-on-one morning student still wanted to have a class, so I agreed (reluctantly) to go there and teach him. For many very stupid reasons, this particular school is always trying to find places to have classes other than the school, because the “school” is actually a used book store and the only teaching space is IN the store, and the manager of the school takes all of the day time at-the-school classes for herself. So for this class, I have to go to the guy’s condo, which is WAY out in the boonies. One of the two buses that goes to his place is only running every two hours today, and it doesn’t start until 11:30am. His class is from 9-10:30am, so that’s out. The other one, which involves a 15-min walk at the far end, was supposed to arrive at 8:06am. I was there at 8am just to be on the safe side, and I just waited until 8:30am, but nary a bus did come. So I emailed him and explained, and went back home. It’s fine and all, because now I do have the day mostly off (at least until I go and teach voice lessons tonight), but the point is that I could have slept in. Grrr. I usually don’t mind not having a car, but today it’s really trying my patience.
June 23, 2015
23 Emotions people feel, but can’t explain
Sonder: The realization that each passerby has a life as vivid and complex as your own.
Opia: The ambiguous intensity of Looking someone in the eye, which can feel simultaneously invasive and vulnerable.Monachopsis: The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place.
Énouement: The bittersweetness of having arrived in the future, seeing how things turn out, but not being able to tell your past self.
Vellichor: The strange wistfulness of used bookshops.
Rubatosis: The unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat.
Kenopsia: The eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that is usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet.
Mauerbauertraurigkeit: The inexplicable urge to push people away, even close friends who you really like.
Jouska: A hypothetical conversation that you compulsively play out in your head.
Chrysalism: The amniotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm.
Vemödalen: The frustration of photographic something amazing when thousands of identical photos already exist.
Anecdoche: A conversation in which everyone is talking, but nobody is listening
Ellipsism: A sadness that you’ll never be able to know how history will turn out.
Kuebiko: A state of exhaustion inspired by acts of senseless violence.
Lachesism: The desire to be struck by disaster – to survive a plane crash, or to lose everything in a fire.
Exulansis: The tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it.
Adronitis: Frustration with how long it takes to get to know someone.
Rückkehrunruhe: The feeling of returning home after an immersive trip only to find it fading rapidly from your awareness.
Nodus Tollens: The realization that the plot of your life doesn’t make sense to you anymore.
Onism: The frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time.
Liberosis: The desire to care less about things.
Altschmerz: Weariness with the same old issues that you’ve always had – the same boring flaws and anxieties that you’ve been gnawing on for years.
Occhiolism: The awareness of the smallness of your perspective.
These words are just amazing.
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ilovejohnlocke:
OMG...
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And I died.
Love this so much….
It’s a secret that they never tell anyone: that no matter what happens before they fall asleep, John secretly likes being the little spoon sometimes.
fuckyeahshockblanket replied to your post: I just saw that my story The White Lot…THAT FANFIC...
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THAT FANFIC IS SO BEAUTIFUL. I LOVED THE FLOWER ANALOGY WITH JOHNLOCK. I READ IT THREE TIMES. CONGRATULATIONS.
I LOVE THIS COMMENT SO MUCH I WANT TO TAKE IT TO BED WITH ME
happierstill replied to your post: I just saw that my story The White Lot…It’s one of my...
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It’s one of my faves. There are a lot of yours that are my faves though.
You huggable thing, you! :)))))
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HEAR HEAR! What she said! Félicitations! Ça doit tellement faire du bien de voir toutes ces notes! Entierement mérité :-)
Ah non, arrête avec ça! :))))) Mais honnêtement c’est tellement spécial pour moi, cette histoire-là, et je suis ben touché. <3333!
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And I adore you!!! You are such an inspiration to me, writing wise, and I hope to one day write a fic half as amazing as one of yours!
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Congratulations!!!! All of your fics are amazing and I look forward to everything you post in the future!
I adore you :)
I just saw that my story The White Lotuses just broke through...
I just saw that my story The White Lotuses just broke through its first 10,000 hits today! So cool! It’s the 24th of my 48 posted stories to have reached this milestone and it’s super exciting! Thank you so much for reading it and giving it love!
June 22, 2015
pocketofmadness replied to your post: Fic’s at 21,000 words and currently ch…Kinklock fic...
pocketofmadness replied to your post: Fic’s at 21,000 words and currently ch…
Kinklock fic rec. Best for all that ails you.
I don’t read while I’m writing, but thanks. If one must write angst, I do feel that the consequences are suffering along with your characters, because if you can’t feel it, no one else will, either. I might go look up that baby otter vid I posted the other day, though. :P
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