Feb. 2nd, 2012

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I needed this video this morning. It gave me tears, the good kind, the kind you need when you're in the places I am. If you're not in the best place in life you should give this to yourself and know I would give you a hug were you within reach of my arms.

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Disclaimer, credit, so forth, so on: This is from Neil Gaiman's American Gods when the protagonist finds himself in a utterly screwed situation. I find it of great help sometimes to remember.

It was a strange kiss, Shadow thought, as her lips pressed against his: it wasn't intended for him. It was for the other people in the bar, to let them know that she had picked sides. It was a flag-waving kiss. Even as she kissed him, he became certain that she didn't even like him-well, not like that.

Still, there was a tale he had read once, long ago, as a small boy: the story of a traveler who had slipped down a cliff, with man-eating tigers above him and a lethal fall below him, who managed to stop his fall halfway down the side of the cliff, holding on for dear life. There was a clump of strawberries beside him, and certain death above him and below. What should he do? went the question.

And the reply was, Eat the strawberries.

The story had never made any sense to him as a boy. It did now. So he closed his eyes, threw himself into the kiss and experienced nothing but Sam's lips and the softness of her skin against his, sweet as a wild strawberry.


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