Thermos Mugs

I would very much like to set aside all the worries of life, make me a nice cup of steaming hot tea, sit on the couch with my legs stretched in front of me and read an absorbing book...

Will Paul Atreides find his place among Fremen? And what about Drizzt Do'Urden? Will he survive the ruthless world of Menzoberranzan without losing his innocence?

I can't wait to find out.

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It's so depressing to have your tea cool down, isn't it? That's why we have thermos mugs, for those of us who want to drink their teas and coffees slowly without worrying about whatever we are drinking getting cold. Unfortunately, mine has two problems. First, it's broken. It's completely useless, because it doesn't keep my tea hot as long as it should. Second, it's much narrower at the bottom, so it's extremely unbalanced. I don't know how many times I have tipped it over and spilled hot tea on my computer, my phone and whatever books and papers I had on my desk. So, why don't I just buy a new thermos mug? I don't know. Despite all its flaws, I seem to have a strange affection towards it and I think I'll hold on to it for a while longer.

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The only thing I like about getting sick is the getting better part. When you have a fever, when you're burning up and shiver under the sheets, when your head feels like it's about to explode and every muscle in your body aches, and then when you finally get better one morning, when you feel alright and, in fact, happy; that's it, that's the part I like about getting sick.

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Listen to this music, Lonely Moon. It feels like the aftermath of some terrible event. It's sad and melancholic. But, how does it make you feel? If you're happy, it might make you just those things, sad and melancholic. But, what if you're already feeling sad? When I'm sad and listen to these kind of music, it usually has a therapeutic effect on me. I feel like someone gets it. At least someone has felt similar things and they expressed those feelings in a piece of music like this. This assures me, makes me think everything's going to be alright. But, some other times, listening to these kind of music sucks up the last remnants of hope that I feel I have left, in which case I stop listening immediately.

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I love my desk clean. Unnecessary stuff prevents me from thinking clearly. So, the only items I have on my desk are my computer, lamp, notebook and pen. I used to keep my water bottle on my desk too, but now I keep it out of hand's reach to nudge myself into moving regularly, because sitting for too long might just be worse than smoking, they say. Anyway, I was talking about keeping my desk clean and it's the same with my room. I actually enjoy tidying it up. Doing this, however, always takes much more time than I anticipate, because I find things that I'd completely forgotten about at the back of the bookshelf or under a book, things like old documents -such as my undergraduate transcript or some hand-written notes, small toys, souvenirs and mementos that bring up precious memories and so on. But, this time, it's different. This time, I'm afraid. Because, I haven't organized my bookshelf for a long time and I'm now looking at it as I write these words and the amount of nostalgia that is concentrated inside the top shelf where I keep all these items that I mentioned is so much, it frightens me. It's almost like the top shelf vibrates and spills out chunks of nostalgia...

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Studio Ghibli music heals my soul...