My heart beats like that of a rabbit just escaped from a hungry fox as I walk across my garden in the darkness.
The wind is a demon, throwing itself against everything, as if in a lover’s rage. I have always identified with the wind.
I try to distract myself, focusing on my dog trotting in front of me.
Having made it to the house in one piece, I heave a sigh of relief.
In my room, the shutters on my window whine and bang. At time of writing they are silent. This unnerves me, but I ignore them.
The nib of the pen I write with is as thin as a thick embroidery needle: tiny.
Ah, there they go again. Whine, bang, whine, bang.
I consider my rudeness earlier. Sometimes it’s just better to get away from other humans. They see your sadness and ask questions.
My fairy lights need new batteries. Meanwhile they fight valiantly to stay alive, the light they give off being lesser than the cheap candle in a lantern at my bedside.
Have you ever noticed that, when the sea is calm and there are just tiny waves, it looks like you’re being played a loop of a watery carpet rolling?
Take a look sometime. You’ll see what I mean.
Ciao! 🙂 ❤
Hey guys! Long time no see, right?
I’m so sorry I’ve been gone so long, I hated every second I was away from here. So much has happened in such little time. And I got major writer’s block. So much so that I could barely look at a pen. I hate my work to be forced, so I stayed away.
But I have missed this!
So today I bring you some relaxed rambles. Just some thoughts I had before sleeping. Transcribed from my notebook, I bring you… Metaphors In Runic, Part I.
HAPPY NEW YEAR, GUYS! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT’S 2019!!!