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Post by Lady Idril on Jun 13, 2006 23:51:06 GMT -5
I have much love for this. This is almost like a memoir; I love memoirs... You've taken one moment in time and made it everything that is most important. This actually means something. Congratulations, You've written something of worth.
I tip my hat to you. Thank you very, very much! I've always admired how the smallest things can make people feel the most incredible emotions, and how life is really beautiful beneath the layers of materialistic filth our society seems to pile on top. lol. So I really wanted to bring all that in with this story. Thank you very much!
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Post by Meluivan Indil on Jun 18, 2006 17:13:45 GMT -5
Wow idril, this story is amazing. The way you describe this beautiful city, you'd think you've lived there all your life. And I know what you mean by that one moment in time. I had that one moment in time when I was 20. My mind often wonders back to it, and oh how I wish I could repeat it once more.
M.
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Post by Lady Idril on Jun 19, 2006 2:56:21 GMT -5
Thank you so much, M! Yes, I've spent way too much time daydreaming about Naples. It's turned into a hobby. lol. You had your moment when you were 20. I've got two years! *freaks out* lol. I'm so glad you know what I'm talking about - for a while I wondered if I was the only person who noticed. lol. Sometimes you just gotta love the beauty of life. Even the down times can be beautiful.
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Post by Meluivan Indil on Jun 19, 2006 10:00:27 GMT -5
Yes, that moment still brings a smile to my face and a tear of joy to my eye when I think about it, and what's weird is it is so similiar to something you said in this story.
I'll share a little. Dancing in the rain, in the middle of the night on a deserted street with my best friend and roomate. A guy to this day that I love with all my heart even if he is hundreds of miles away. All of our freinds that were at our house for a party thought we had lost our minds and would not join us. But I remember the feeling of utter joy and contentment that I felt that night. I never felt more alive in my entire life. It was just the two of us and it was as if we didn't need anything else in life except for each other and that deserted street. We never even said a word. The only sounds that could be heard were the rain hitting the pavement and our laughter. I remember we both came down with a cold the following day, but it was well worth it.
What's weird is that there was nothing overly beautiful about the night. It's just that all the feelings that were associated with it made it so very special. Reckless abandon, true friendship, contentment, and pure joy in life at it's simplest. Ah I'm crying again. Oh I miss that guy so very much.
M.
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Post by Lady Idril on Jun 20, 2006 16:59:13 GMT -5
My goodness, M! That sounds like it would make a better story than what I have here You certainly out-wrote me, lol. I had the shadow of a moment once. In 2004. I was in New York City for the second or third time in my life, it was dark and raining and my sister and mom were moving my sister's things into her dorm for the summer intensive she took (at The Juliard School), so I just started walking around in the rain. It kinda sparked the idea of "the moment" to me. And since then I've been hoping to capture it in it's entirety.
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Post by Meluivan Indil on Jun 23, 2006 10:14:04 GMT -5
Hmm. I think Naples is a much more romantic town than Springfield MO, so I think your story probably sounds better than mine would. But thanks for your kind words.
M.
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Post by Lady Idril on Jun 24, 2006 2:22:22 GMT -5
Hah! I didn't realize it was in MO. That's so great. Hey, it was still your moment. Who cares where it was, right? My goal is to live the type of life that encourages those moments to happen every day Dream big, Idril...
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