Dictionary.com's "Today's Word":
limn: to draw or paint; also, to describe.
Did I learn a new word today?
Yes.

Dictionary.com's "Today's Spanish Word":
mundano: worldly
Did I learn a new Spanish word today?
No. Also, I'm wondering why they didn't mention the word "mundane" in the definition... hm.
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Lately I've been breathing nostalgia... which is far better than breathing any of my friends' farts. I've been thinking about it, talking about it, and writing about it of course.

There is a standard definition for the word "nostalgia", but unlike other feelings, this one is so disturbingly different in each person. You can feel it, but my memories are mine only, they're unique (back off, bitch!). It's one of my favorite things ever because of that, and also a limitless resource for writers in general.

Here's a piece of my childhood... I'm not a huge fan of pop music, but Eros is in my opinion an amazing artist. I remember listening to this song when I was a kid; now that I'm (unfortunately in some cases) an adult, and have been through many experiences, the lyrics have become significative (also attached a link to the song, the videoclip is almost as cheesy as this entry).

Favola (written by???) [link]

So, remember how he turned into a tree
Because he’d wished so
And there he stayed, watching the soil
Grow new flowers

Thus he was home for rabbits and hummingbirds
The wind showed him the taste
Of honey and resin
And the rain bathed him

“Happiness” – he said to himself
“There, there… I have finally found it
Yes, because now I have all the time of the world
I don’t need anything from anybody
All the beauty of life is mine”

But one day found the eyes
Of a girl, eyes that had stolen
The glow of two stars
And so he felt his roots trembling

Such sudden grief inside of him
The kind of feeling that only a man
Without his woman can feel
He extended his branches to reach her
And then he understood that happiness
Is never half of an eternity

Then was Sun and Moon
Cloud and music
Then laugh and sorrow
And meanwhile
He was a man that came to life
It was like the song that filled
His enormous solitudes

This is the true fact
That an enchanted fable
Hides in itself in order to be authentic

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Sorry people, still trying to catch up (only 250+- deviations left from the 1000+ I had!).