- The feeling you first wake up but don’t have to get out of bed yet.
- Getting goosebumps from music/movie.
- When you’re congested as fuck and then suddenly your nostrils open up.
- Winning a prize/contest
- A description that’s way too accurate for this time of the morning and that “vacated bowels” feeling you get after.
- Thinking the cop behind you with his lights on is going to pull you over but then he passes you and you’re fine
- Crushing my enemies, seeing them drive before me, and hearing their lamentations of their women.
- Eating a good meal
- Getting my hair shampooed/cut at a salon/barber.
- When you finally get rid of that thing stuck in your teeth.
No one wants to die, even people who want to go to Heaven don’t want to die to get there, and yet, death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because death is very likely the single best invention of life. It’s life’s change agent; it clears out the old to make way for the new. right now, the new is you. Right now, the new is you. But someday, not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it’s quite true. Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma, which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important have the courage to follow your own heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
Author: Steve Jobs
This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals–sounds that say listen to this, it is important.
Author: Gary Provost
Source: Born Again Pagan