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brightlotusmoon) wrote2008-06-02 10:09 pm
brightlotusmoon) wrote2008-06-02 10:09 pm
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Love the Deva Pill
Oh, gods, Soma.
I want to roll around on the floor laughing.
The muscles everywhere relaxing feel like a rush of air under my skin; this is indescribable. Wellspring.
Like having been cramped in a tiny box all your life and suddenly set free, allowed to stretch and dance and move, and YES.
My only problem is that I know this is ephemeral. Essentially illusionary to a degree. Temporary. And I am glad for it, really. Having a few hours of this reminds me of who I am and who I can be and who I should be and who I will be.
Love you all.
I want to roll around on the floor laughing.
The muscles everywhere relaxing feel like a rush of air under my skin; this is indescribable. Wellspring.
Like having been cramped in a tiny box all your life and suddenly set free, allowed to stretch and dance and move, and YES.
My only problem is that I know this is ephemeral. Essentially illusionary to a degree. Temporary. And I am glad for it, really. Having a few hours of this reminds me of who I am and who I can be and who I should be and who I will be.
Love you all.
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