Imagine

[rejectomorph]

The moon is glazed over with thin clouds. It's a characteristic sight in early spring, but the night is refusing to smell like spring. There's a slightly musty odor to the chill air, like the smell of decaying vegetation. Could this spring's have begun to rot when spring is barely underway? Or is some of last fall's dead vegetation still hanging around? Come to think of it, maybe it's just a phantom smell brought on by a brain tumor. I haven't imagined having a brain tumor in ages. It's about time I imagined having another.

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[daisydumont.livejournal.com]

a few days ago, we had that clear sunshine that makes the newly-green grass sparkle and the tulips look bright. (i'm no fan of tulips, but i could see how pretty they were.) however, there was an unclean smell hovering over all that threw me a bit. sure hope this wrongly scented spring isn't a new norm!

[leprosy.livejournal.com]

Perhaps the reason you haven't imagined having a brain tumor recently is because you've got a brain tumor.

[rejectomorph]

I hope those carnivorous tropical flowers that attract insects by emitting a smell like rot aren't migrating north.

Or that tulips aren't turning carnivorous!

[rejectomorph]

Brai umor?

orry.

I forgo wha we were alking abou.

[daisydumont.livejournal.com]

you & me both. :D