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[baronvonquixote]

When I weigh out emotion in my head, hate feels like huge blocks of marble -- huge polished monoliths of marble falling onto scales. Ironically, weighing out joy seem like an eye-dropper being measured out from an Earlenmeyer beaker.

Hate seems so much more utilitarian and useful than joy when visualized that way. Yet I savor and relish the moments of happiness when it comes in such small doses.