Strawberry
(Warning! This one also may not make too much sense, or may seem sad, but know I do not write sadness for the sake of it, my story and my words are my own, my recollections are real, but read at your own discretion! Please take care of yourself.)
3:46 AM, 1/25/2025 I went to a Coworker's birthday party today, it was a little out of the blue, but I had lots of fun.
I'm so tired right now, however I want to catalogue something really strange I noticed.
Not strange, quaint, not quaint, transformative, not quite there yet...all of that perplexed inside....of a strawberry.
I never much cared for strawberries too often, I was always a fan of their colors, the texture, the flavored candies which tasted nothing quite like strawberries! But I hardly ate them, more so, I knew about them, an obsession with fruit...I think it's wonderful how it grows, vines and little fruits, yeah, that's quaint.
I noticed something today.
At this party, there was lots of delicious super good food, made with tender care. There were fruits, and several strawberries; in a brief moment, I eyed the largest strawberry, it occupied my mind.
This was huge....at least to me, a big strawberry, perfect ones essentially to me.
I wanted to eat it, even though I had no particular craving for the fruit before.
I did eat it though....I love La dispute, but despite the fruit's beauty, it was not bitter....it was sweet....very sweet. ....It hurts my face really really badly, it's such a cliche, but isn't it's a transformative experience of feeling.
I tasted my whole life in one bite, and then two, and three...four...that giant strawberry was no more.
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(None of what follows may make sense, but the strawberry made me think about this semi coherent, semi random string of thoughts.)
I can think of everything...I can think of how much I know it hurts now, what it feels like. Not lacking, just a barrier.
(Emptied out).......strawberries....blood red, the deepest red on the planet, it's possible to find it inside....
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I need to write more tomorrow >_<
I'm tired, even though I am just talking anyways but let me call it for meow. Take care of yourselves. - 887