Last night my Chrysalis snapped open. For the space of an hour, perhaps two, perhaps ten- I was curled into myself, claws formed into my pillow where I gripped it as though floundering on a boogie board in the ocean. I sobbed first without sound, then with strange keening noises that didn't come from my throat- that is to say, there were no ( Read more... )

 My eyes are warm and drowsy; I'm slightly hot, and want to turn up the fan, but I don't feel like it ( Read more... )

Sometimes, like right now, I'm not angry ( Read more... )

how abnormal this is.

Because it often helps express what I'm thinking better, let's present it in panels, ladies and gentlemen:

• The Case at Hand
• Viewpoint A (the Illogical) This viewpoint really is illogical. Keep that in mind. It is entirely unfounded (there's no real reason I should think the things mentioned in it), and simply my mind's reaction ( Read more... )