Journal entry: I will take those words of yours; the words you took so much time to write; the words you carefully chose for maximum effect; the words you felt best expressed your point of view; those words.
I will take your cold, calculated words and I will burn them. Your words that burned me I will burn them and receive the only warmth that can come from them. I will use the flames from your words and roast marshmallows and make something sweet from your burned words. And then I will let the wind take the ashes away and I will never think of your cruel and harsh words again.
Journal entry: I can’t even get paper to burn. Those words must be cursed because I couldn’t get them to burn. There were no marshmallows. I ended up throwing the paper away which is something I could have done much sooner and a lot easier.
Practical 1/drama 0.