Emotions We Feel but Can’t Explain.

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12 Emotions We Feel, but Can’t Explain …

There are plenty of emotions that we feel on a daily basis, but have trouble explaining to others.

However, there are actually words out there that describe those common feelings perfectly.

That means you no longer have to struggle to tell your friends what’s on your mind.

You can just say one of the following words and then hand them a dictionary:

VEMODENAL

Vemodenal is the frustration of photographing something amazing when thousands of identical photos already exist—the same sunset, the same waterfall, the same curve of a hip, the same closeup of an eye—which can turn a unique subject into something hollow and pulpy and cheap, like a mass-produced piece of furniture you happen to have assembled yourself.

DYSANIA

Dysania is “the state of finding it hard to get out of bed in the morning.” There’s a similar word, called clinomania…

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Achieving You

We weren’t supposed to connect in person.
It wasn’t supposed to be the same in the corporeal.

I was supposed to be a troll.
You were supposed to be superficial.

We were both supposed to be inarticulate and uninteresting.

Your touch shouldn’t have been so electric.
Your body shouldn’t have shuddered at my caress.

Your kiss shouldn’t have transported me to another realm.
My eyes shouldn’t have drawn you into another universe.

I was supposed to be too afraid to let you touch me.
You were supposed to be too repulsed to try.

But Darling.
My Darling.

It’s you.

You are my love.
You are my soul.
You are my heart.
You are my completion.

And the pain is something we must endure in order to experience such depth of beauty.

I hiked 12 miles and broke my foot
To experience some of the richest, most fulfilling beauty of my…

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Up a hill he went

Torn clothes, shoes shredded, his ass limping from all the weight on it but it will all be worth it when he got into town with his haul. It started to turn dangerously and he and his ass sat against a tree.

The man tries to get up to find his ass has died. Deeply saddened but this meant a lot and he would not have wanted to disappoint me and make his asses’ death be in vain. Bloodied now in both feet, a high sun with heat in the low 100s and the trophy would certainly rotten, but he moved on.

Hyenas attacked at night and took half of his bounty. This was now a dying worth of type of kind of quest for the man. He napped close to town but could not do it. He awoke to vultures picking the last of his catch and he was still the town fool that tried to be the town here.

Yes there is an homage and most will decipher this…

I’m famished

I can eat just about anything at the moment. I do have good control and can lose it for a few months and nobody would know the difference and most think I am constantly doing something to keep the weight off when I am not, 😉 for those in the know. Well they know at least some more than others.