Rather than play my 20th hour of Bejewelled or Insaniquarium while working as the PopCap Games receptionist, I resolved to stretch my mind in a way that doesn't include countless and mindless clicking of a mouse.
My hand is covered in purple smudges that may or may not look like the following words:
if i love You
(thickness means
worlds inhabited by roamingly
stern bright faeries
if you love
me) distance is mind carefully
luminous with innumberable gnomes
of complete dream
if we love each (shyly)
other, what clouds do or Silently
Flowers resemble beauty
less than our breathing
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