- I am mundane and magical, Silly and serious. I am an underachiever who suspects that someday in the eternities I may yet blossom and even fruit. I am a collector of spirits and essences, a studier of mood and nuance.I have many many faults and yet I've always been loved. I am a good friend, but I will let you go if you so desire. I believe in Somewhen. I laugh easily and cannot often cry, which I know is a Flaw. Like You, I am a work in progess.
Monday, June 1, 2015
Ghost night. I feel utterly drained. Where do those come from? I can't imagine I would inflict such an experience on myself and I don't for a moment believe the ghost would either. So from where? I can never remember much about it, just the feeling of the person, intense feelings of betrayal, worthlessness and sadness and a feeling of physical drain like nothing else, I can't even tell you whether it is a waking state or a sleep state but it seems to go on for hours. Last night's was topped with the cherry of a dream about 2 lost friends. WTF?