tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613604658358161577.post8538787815371905119..comments2023-08-05T04:50:50.649-07:00Comments on hurricane heart.: X-Ray MirrorJillianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03141941816962453394noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613604658358161577.post-6003033893404749362012-09-11T10:55:06.452-07:002012-09-11T10:55:06.452-07:00Thanks for your comment on my blog! You said you&#...Thanks for your comment on my blog! You said you're an INFJ too... and you also live in Chicago! How cool to find another blogger from the same city. <br />And I really love this post. I'm a new follower! :)Kingahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04273150578189287156noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613604658358161577.post-86700132822348337602012-09-08T10:33:36.797-07:002012-09-08T10:33:36.797-07:00As enslaving as the heat seems, it reps all the fr...As enslaving as the heat seems, it reps all the freedom I long for, even in the midst of it. And the anticipation it brings adds an underlying static of joy, lifting my levels of joy above the norm of zero, broken only by the saddest of sorrows which seem to plague me too often. Memory is a tricky thing.<br /><br />Currently, I only have two black marks under my nails, reminiscent of an intense play of ultimate and a forgotten byproduct of summer glory. Other than that, the peeling skin in the crook of my thumb from blisters, other various scars obtained from additional forgotten areas of life, the slight tremor in my fingers -eager for what I know not, but understandably strained and worn by extended lengths of boredom and activity, yet they want more- and a silver ring I most always wear, in the shower and my sleep -thinner than my others and scarred itself from years of life.<br /><br />Without writing, I would be a much lesser man and my music would be all too shallow with nothing to guide the stringed tones of rhythm or my voice. As always, a joy =)Tunafishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00622783406675315243noreply@blogger.com