You have a very peculiar (beautifully descriptive?) way of expressing yourself through your comments (words) that I have never seen before. I really take my hat off to you. It's an expression we have here when we admire a person's ability.
I did accidentally give you a double just in that ;) but thank you very much <3 I wish i could plug into my thoughts directly, they slip away from me before i get chance to write them down and i have pondered on these poems so much.
Awww thank you <3 I tip my tin foil hat to you (i would take it off as a sign of mutual respect but then the aliens might start irradiating my brain waves with their crazy tin foil hat conspiracy theories)
I wish i could plug into my thoughts directly, they slip away from me before i get chance to write them down and i have pondered on these poems so much.
Do as some writers do, use a tape recorder. Well, maybe they don't exist nowadays, but for sure you have a cell phone. That also works.
haha that is underestimating how jumbled and fast my thoughts move, my mouth can't keep up, my hands have a better chance lol plus these thoughts strike me at the worst times. Half way through a phone call with a customer.
"Please hold, yes.... you I do know who you are... and yes... i know how very important you are... I am still processing your order, but i had this wonderful thought about a poem I read two weeks and I simply must write it down immediately" haha
It isn't so bad for me, part of the joy in reflection is letting the musing a poem evokes wash over me like the warm ocean shallows in the lazy summer sun, catching me by surprise, each one greatly appreciated, savored before it slips away. Some things aren't meant to be trapped on paper. Letting each reading bring new waves, or the same waves feeling new, for they weren't held on to, but instead enjoyed for what they meant in the moment. (This is how i justify to myself that having a poor memory just means i get to enjoy a poem so many ways, again and again <3 - I just wish I could capture some of them to tell people how wonderful and inspiring their creations are)
That's the translator's problem, it corrects all and won't let you see the mistakes.
"Please hold, yes.... you I do know who you are... and yes... i know how very important you are... I am still processing your order, but i had this wonderful thought about a poem I read two weeks and I simply must write it down immediately" haha
I don't think you'd last long in that job if you did that kind of thing.
It isn't so bad for me, part ...
ehh.. hmmm... That was so beautiful... I'm Speechless
I did accidentally give you a double just in that ;) but thank you very much <3 I wish i could plug into my thoughts directly, they slip away from me before i get chance to write them down and i have pondered on these poems so much.
Awww thank you <3 I tip my tin foil hat to you (i would take it off as a sign of mutual respect but then the aliens might start irradiating my brain waves with their crazy tin foil hat conspiracy theories)
#sbi-skip
I don't understand that... 👀
Do as some writers do, use a tape recorder. Well, maybe they don't exist nowadays, but for sure you have a cell phone. That also works.
And if not, use a little notebook.
Cheers 😄
Double just ;)
haha that is underestimating how jumbled and fast my thoughts move, my mouth can't keep up, my hands have a better chance lol plus these thoughts strike me at the worst times. Half way through a phone call with a customer.
"Please hold, yes.... you I do know who you are... and yes... i know how very important you are... I am still processing your order, but i had this wonderful thought about a poem I read two weeks and I simply must write it down immediately" haha
It isn't so bad for me, part of the joy in reflection is letting the musing a poem evokes wash over me like the warm ocean shallows in the lazy summer sun, catching me by surprise, each one greatly appreciated, savored before it slips away. Some things aren't meant to be trapped on paper. Letting each reading bring new waves, or the same waves feeling new, for they weren't held on to, but instead enjoyed for what they meant in the moment. (This is how i justify to myself that having a poor memory just means i get to enjoy a poem so many ways, again and again <3 - I just wish I could capture some of them to tell people how wonderful and inspiring their creations are)
#sbi-skip
That's the translator's problem, it corrects all and won't let you see the mistakes.
I don't think you'd last long in that job if you did that kind of thing.
ehh.. hmmm... That was so beautiful... I'm Speechless