you know what i love?
:: besides sushi, pin-up girls, and extra large martinis ::
butterflies.
and not the kind that flutter all wobbly-like from one flower to the next. if we're talking insects, i prefer dragonflies. they fly with purpose... darting in straight lines... often landing with precision in the exact same spot multiple times. i admire their consistency and grace.
i love phantom belly butterflies.
the kind that are brought on by anxiety, excitement, nerves, or anticipation. i often get this sensation while i'm waiting in line for a roller coaster. [anticipation] while receiving good/bad news. [excitement/anxiety] while i'm getting ready to go out dancing. [excitement/anticipation] while i'm meeting new people and bracing myself for the inevitable moment when i get tongue tied and say something moronic. [all of the above]
but no matter what the cause... i absolutely adore the buzzy feeling of belly butterflies.
you know what i hate?
:: besides mosquitoes, traffic, and obtuse personalities ::
that i can't tell a good joke without giving away the punchline.
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