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February 5, 2011
That sweet, spicy smell of juniper makes me sneeze. I like it anyway. It reminds me of some memory I never actually had. It makes me nostalgic for a land I never visited, a house I've never seen, a bed I've never slept in. It reminds me of the lover I never loved.

Who knew I would fall for the killing instincts of the desert? Who knew my love would be swayed by the dry and dusty, not the green and fertile I had always admired? Little desert flower, so delicate and vulnerable.

Little desert flower, covered in such thorns.