Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different immediately they are expressed, a little distorted, a little foolish.
Here is the little waterfall in the Japanese Garden that's located in the Royal Hobart Botanical Gardens.
Stricken by a dose of the flu [¿La temido gripe de cerdo Mexicana?, I am not sure], all I can do is lay in a congested pile of misery, plead with Henry to stop jumping on me, and dream of the Japanese Garden. It alone can deliver me peace.
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I didn't make it to the Botanical Gardens there, but next time I will.
Words are always a bit distorted, I think. What you and I think a word means can be soooo different. We all carry around so much emotional baggage that can shift the meanings slightly or greatly. Even dictionaries can't sort it all out. Then place the words in sentences and it gets even more confusing. ;-)