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I realized this today while watching Elizabeth and Pingcheck (Did I spell that right?) goofing around, play-fighting. Pingcheck was imitating Bruce Lee's famous one-inch-punch, and Elizabeth was grinning all the while as they fake-punched each other. Whenever my dad and I fought after the move, we never punched each other. Yeah, we grappled with serious intent to make the other submit, but we never actually hit each other. Well, he never hit me during the fight, at least. After the move, we still loved each other enough for that, huh. Can't say the same about before the move.

I enjoy making people laugh. Smile. Etc. Which is also strange because I'm one of the more fucked up people I know, as far as thoughts go. I've been wanting to write violent things recently. No, don't freak out, this isn't a red flag, this is more of a morbid fascination... the kind that people have about serial killers. Except for me, I'm just kind of curious... what kind of stuff could I write? Would I write violence well? I want to see what happens if I try. So far it's been really fun. WoWzErS, you enjoy writing about blood and death? Yikes. We might need to call up your therapist (and maybe the police). In all seriousness, it's really fun. Ahh. Or maybe that's just writing in general. But with violence it's so... physical, so tangible. And trying to make that physical aspect speak to the unsaid, speak to the underlying emotions and intents... If done well, it makes it believable, it makes it realistic, and that is extremely  gratifying. ...