synesthesia


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Friday, October 19, 2001
 
I really like words. Specific ones. I think the sound as much as the actual meaning. Phrases more so. I've been listening to the same songs for a while. The harmonies and the sounds of the words are better than rhythm and melody on some days. Sometimes all I want is energy. Sometimes the chordal progressions are all I want. I have different favourites all the time. Today I'm listening to the phrase "you come to me with your hair curled tight," and enjoying it so much. This is such wonderfully calming music. This is a good thing because I need to sleep again. Darn it all.

My eyes are watering and I'm weary, but content. I hope for pleasant dreams.


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