Though, I really can't say it was all laziness. Life is hectic. Life is always hectic. But, for now, that's my excuse and I'll stick with it ( Read more... )

"It's your gift," she says as we sit among the branches of the oak I know as He Who Guards Me. She's not a woman, but a crow. A black stain among the verdant leaves. "Your blessing, if that's what you want to call it. I wouldn't say you're blessed because none of us are passing out good luck here and there. But it serves you well, so far."As I ( Read more... )

As I sit by the bonfire in my mind, I toss a few of the sticks into the fire. They're my problems, my stressors and my bad fortune. As they burn away, I watch the flames burst into different color.

She always meets me there. Today, in my mind, I wear the same clothes that I do in reality. For a moment, I think she'll scoff at my heels. But she ( Read more... )

She came to me, around the campfire that seems to eternally burn in my head. I had finally admitted to myself that I was not all right. Everything had piled up to the point that I was breaking down. Screaming, throwing things, crying - I'd tired myself out physically to relax around a campfire spiritually. Now I sat there, pouting into the flames.

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