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waking up to my cat sleeping on my chest with it's nose in my face...
feeling invigorated and healthy after working out at the gym before going to work...
getting into a car with furry seat covers after being on the beach, strangely enough I love how warm and comforting that feels...
the taste of salt on your lips after drying your body in the sun after having swum in the sea...
the smell of sun cream...
lying on your beach towel after swimming and letting the sun heal every bone on your body with it's warmth...
lying on your beach towel and having your SO come close to you (just shading out the sun for a moment) and giving you a small wet salty kiss, feeling the warmth of their body against yours...
looking into your SO's eyes and just feeling without saying a word...
wearing crisp clean clothes after showering...
can you tell I just came back from my holiday? *sigh*...
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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