I love words.
I love the way they sound and fix together to make the most stirring of sentences.
But they creep away from me.
Usually in the night and with the greatest of ease.
I don't know why they do this.
Perhaps because i don't always use them with the reverence they deserve.
Maybe they just don't like the way i say them.
But say them, i shall.
So, in an attempt to show the ceaseless regard i have for them.
I'm going to start putting them here.
I want to remember wonderful words and know instinctively where their rightful place should be in sentences i haven't written yet.
I want to better my vocabulary.
Because i'm running out of words.
Listening to: John Grant 'Chicken Bones'
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