Of snowflakes and felines
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pphaneufHeard of reactions to my behaviour, and I was surprised by them, but I now that I think of it, I suppose that these reactions are "normal" and my behaviour wasn't. Not that I care. I'm so much happier not letting society making choices for me, I'm not planning on giving that up any time soon.
A few days ago, I tried opening a bottle of wine, but opened my finger instead. Oops. But it was the fruity, and it was good. Now, I realized I forgot my bottle of the dry (and my cheese!) at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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The next morning, there was big fluffy snowflakes covering the ground and filling the air, it was very nice. I only wished I had seen it during the darkness, snow at night is so beautiful, walking through it in the quiet night... I wish I could explain it to some people, like my love of cats. The gentle bite of the snowflake hitting your cheeks and melting, the sound of my boots crushing it, the purest white everywhere I look, gently hugging trees and other structures... The slender feline body, skin-tearingly sharp claws, the elegance and pride, the value of love that is not given out cheaply...
I saw a pink garbage truck, headed for Laval, of course.
I've said it before, but a picture is worth a thousand words, so there.
A few days ago, I tried opening a bottle of wine, but opened my finger instead. Oops. But it was the fruity, and it was good. Now, I realized I forgot my bottle of the dry (and my cheese!) at
hub_ and bohemianpsyche's. Re-oops.The next morning, there was big fluffy snowflakes covering the ground and filling the air, it was very nice. I only wished I had seen it during the darkness, snow at night is so beautiful, walking through it in the quiet night... I wish I could explain it to some people, like my love of cats. The gentle bite of the snowflake hitting your cheeks and melting, the sound of my boots crushing it, the purest white everywhere I look, gently hugging trees and other structures... The slender feline body, skin-tearingly sharp claws, the elegance and pride, the value of love that is not given out cheaply...
I saw a pink garbage truck, headed for Laval, of course.
I've said it before, but a picture is worth a thousand words, so there.
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Date: 2005-03-02 07:38 pm (UTC)rofl, have you met my cat?
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Date: 2005-03-02 08:04 pm (UTC)Athena was one such feline. She'd walk across the living room, and there would just be this aura of "don't fuck with me", then she'd come to my laps, ram her head on me once or twice, then lay down.
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Date: 2005-03-02 07:58 pm (UTC)some of us haven`t had enough coffee yet for such horror!
and maybe ( MAYBE ) I will admit the fluffy ( *snicker* ) snow cover the follow morning was actually beautiful.
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Date: 2005-03-02 08:37 pm (UTC)this IS a Susana-centric universe in case you didn't know!
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Date: 2005-03-02 09:41 pm (UTC)http://www.piratejesus.com/055.html
Your description is lovely, but at this point, any snow is just depressing, it negates any possible beauty.
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Date: 2005-03-02 10:45 pm (UTC)finally someone who understands!