Thursday, February 23, 2006
longing for the salad days?
I'm not sure why, but for some reason, however bizarre and possibly twisted, I recently have had, well. . . I'm not really sure what to call it.
Craving is far too strong a word. A hankering perhaps, or maybe an inkling.
How we define it or attempt to categorize it semantically is ultimately meaningless, as it does nothing to dull or satiate the strange sensation of maybe almost odd desire to have it, if only for a single brief moment one final time.
And I've just been wondering. . .
Whatever happened to this?
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Craving is far too strong a word. A hankering perhaps, or maybe an inkling.
How we define it or attempt to categorize it semantically is ultimately meaningless, as it does nothing to dull or satiate the strange sensation of maybe almost odd desire to have it, if only for a single brief moment one final time.
And I've just been wondering. . .
Whatever happened to this?
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