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You're about to view something that maybe terribly opinionated, about 634 cats are killed in the making of this blog, and 356 hours of PI has been done to credit this blog The insanity level and mundane level is never on par, there would be paramedics of course, if you have a housephone/hp/whichever way you feel it's most comfortable to save your own life. So eat your bibimbap while reading this ingenious blog of mine, it probably makes your stay more bearable.
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the moment.

Did I mention how many lashes did his eyes had?
The air around me began to feel warm,
that it makes it hard to not know he's here.
Slowly, my lids lowered,
& all I could focus was all that I was after for.
Very slightly, lightly,
like a featherlike sensation that reached my torpid brain,
I was living in THE moment.
5 seconds? or was it 12?
Like gears of a vehicle, little bits all around.
or rather, like pieces of puzzle scattered everywhere.
My brain had problem rearranging itself,
& my poor heart had to squeeze that breath out of me to let it restart.


I'm speechless.
It wasn't just butterflies in the stomach.
Apparently, the few generations of jumping beans have arrived.
Like cancer, the spreading of this sensation---definitely not pain---was instantaneous.

"Information overload"---if only brain could actually function itself to even register these alphabets.
Too fast, too soon.
It's over.
He doesn't know how captivating he is,
& I've unwittingly became his lab rat.

The confounding part was that I was happy.

The rest that followed or happened didn't matter, because I only live in the present.

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