i want to know but it is only this desire to know that gives this waking nightmare any relief and pleasure whatsoever
that way danielle closed the door to the bedroom i do not think i had ever seen a bedroom door closed before we sat across from each other with the single bed between us on the bed the board snakes and ladders rolling dice laughing and playing sometimes danielle would go quiet staring at me if a pretended not to notice and continued with the game careful not to look directly this staring would last some time otherwise she would come back to the laughter like out of a trance i once noticed her hand shaking as it reached for the tumbler and collected up the dice a double six knocking over her piece on the board a trembling hand brought the piece back in play struggling to recuperate the dice danielle let out a tiny yelp as my hand brushed her arm in a motion to drop the dice into the tumbler cupped within her hand once more out spilled a double six in order to avoid repetition i went to move her piece on her behalf and at the instant where our hands met over the piece a short static shock immediately her hand shot back disappearing on the other side of the bed i looked over to danielle to apologise but i was stopped by her eyes looking straight back into my own her mouth fell a little open and i could hear her breathing she slumped forward her face fell into the bed covers and muffled a whimper
i suppose you simply have to define your terms what is mind and what is soul and will you want to use them as synonyms or separate distinct entities syntactic similarity memetic difference
all this getting into the detail and then not letting on that this is where i am heading with it another downpour my friend everything is getting a good soaking through today i cannot deal with all the technical garbage we are going through new equipment and new ideas where ever are we supposed to find the interest to care create a back up and get rid of everything else where are we on the cloud actually too much to be looking at always something novel nothing new i want to see that one again at a later date the sorting through never delete anything
quality whinging ever since the sound could be made the crying baby and the screaming child the panic the vomit i will tell you where it hurts it hurts all over like a pain that stops and starts ever since we have been apart
the japanese have the small machine market stitched right up no real market competition after the casual drinking and getting nasty no matter the badge nip on under the hood
i think maybe we have both done enough for today we could leave it for tomorrow and reshuffle the rest of the work