one correct philosphy.

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[sitting atop the kitchen counter, just listening and singing along as he waits for that cake to finish baking. that vanilla aroma might be going throughout the room.]

How do you feel, that is the question.
But I forget, you don't expect an easy answer.
When something like a soul becomes initialized,
And folded up like paper dolls and little notes,
You can't expect a bit of hope.
So while you're outside looking in, describing what you see,
Remember what you're staring at is me...

Comments

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[he nods with a smile.]

Yeah. Vanilla and chocolate swirl.

[kind-and-caring.livejournal.com]

It smells good.

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

I hope so.

First time making it.

[kind-and-caring.livejournal.com]

Impressive first time.

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[blushes, scratches the back of his neck.]

Thanks...

[kind-and-caring.livejournal.com]

You're welcome.

(she points at the oven)

How does this work?

(referring to the oven. XD she has no idea what it is)

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

Heat goes into the wires and the heat cooks the food, I guess...

[glances back to it.]

[kind-and-caring.livejournal.com]

(stares at it, amazed)

Impressive.