It's sad to lose a whole paragraph of your thoughts.
Thinking is so random sometimes.
A sound, an image, a smell...can bring just about anything into your mind.
then your mind starts firing by its own...and makes more and more
connections, bringing more and more previously unthought of thoughts into mind.
yesh. i'm still sore about losing that page.
i'm going to ctrl-c all my entries before i publish.
You don't know about my beautiful snowdrops..
or the sad story about the tulips. Not just any tulips..
but white ones.
When i tell u that yoekie got me white tulips, u won't go
"Aaah, that's nice. You must be really happy."
all these stories lost at the click of a button.
then when u try to recollect what u said, and write it down again..
somehow, the magic is gone.
but i suppose...that just makes it all the more precious.
Anywez, i do have a lovely pot of snowdrops. Small, unassuming, quiet, melancholic, shy. And white.
And a vaseful (is there such a word?) of pretty white tulips. Simple, elegant, pure and clean.
the tulips have not bloomed yet...
the snowdrops look like they aren't too happy.
i've only had these flowers for 2 days and i'm killing them already.
oh well, when i have time i'll tell u about the half-bald and half-dead fern i have in my bathroom.
it's slowly growing back....so i'll just be patient! =)