"things aren't all so tangible and sayable as people would usually have us believe; most experiences are unsayable, they happen in a space that no word has ever entered, and more unsayable than all other things are works of art, those mysterious existences, whose life endures beside our own small, transitory life."
we say,
laugh and lean over the balcony. laugh and lounge in the chair. don't speak words. don't stop laughing. don't stop being friends. this moment is untangible. we held it in our hands.
ian, camille, al and i were just infinite for a minute. we were all laughing, all uncontrollably. and i don't know why but i can't see why not. it was a work of art for sure.
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