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I believe I use most of my senses to an overly large extent that I couldn't bare to lessen any on my own.


I like to type more when I hear the clicking, the insistent sound that says "make more". Its actually quite enthralling.

Is that not the nerdiest thing you have ever heard??


Other news, I smell stuff strongly. If I see a paticularly interesting texture I want to touch it like the ceiling paint that dries crackled or the bark of a tree that stands out from the other ones around it.


I listen to things, trying to pin-point which sounds should have been in other places instead of that place it was.

Then there is the taste.

That one...limited, a little, compared to the way I use the others.

Then the final one is seeing. That's just overly obvious the way I have to see things, let my mind see it then change it and shift it more and more until it becomes something it wouldn't be compared to as it was its orginal.



New subject, bored suddenly.



I love thrills. I love excitement.

Even if it isn't exactly the safest thing in the world.

Like flying the edge of a 65 degree angled hill with a no-brakes sit down speeding tractor.

Or walking around after midnight in a closed park with lots of forestry and little shadows walking between the trees.


Perhaps even spooking myself out while out in the night, cold night, dark night.


If someone tries to use this against me I am going to be severely pissed.


Really.


I will be.



Other: done with that subject.





I just want to type something. The sound of this clicking laptop is twice as amazing as the one I usually type on.


I really wish I had something to type, story-wise.

In the mood...just not the groove.

Damn.