Ted (merovingian) wrote,
Ted
merovingian

The Sound of No Hands Clapping

For the past week, I've been alone. I woke up last Tuesday and there was a broad patch of dirt where my house used to be. The plum trees which hung over my house were still present, and the crabgrass showed where there used to be slate tiles, but I woke up to light forest and grassland. I heard and saw animals, but no people. The roads were gone, and the buildings were gone. There was sunlight and wind, and plants and hills and creeks and stones and cats and clouds, but that was all.

It was...

glorious
16(18.4%)
lonely
3(3.4%)
hellish
1(1.1%)
sacred
2(2.3%)
some kind of cheap metaphor
14(16.1%)
hard to post anything to LiveJournal
17(19.5%)
green
6(6.9%)
weird
5(5.7%)
embarassing
2(2.3%)
unhealthy
2(2.3%)
good but only for a while
16(18.4%)
Fortean
3(3.4%)
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