I am not here of my own accord.
Fate was set. Pulled into motion. Gears of time and space and virtue, all meshing together to tick down. To continue counting the seconds until the bell would toll. Until the hammer would strike.
I am not here of my own accord, I can promise you that.
I am here.
And I am no fool.
I must do what it is that I was destined to do. Regardless of how I feel, of what I want, I know what I must do, and I will do it.
Pave the way.
Continue reading “Thorny Fate”
I’ve always been obsessed with things that run well, in perfect tandem. Things that mesh well. That fold together, ever so perfectly, to be something better than all the parts on their own.
I’d like to say that I live my life like that. In perfect tandem.
But if I did, I’d be lying.
Continue reading “Simple Understanding”
They say that, at the very center of any storm, is a calm spot.
A place for rest.
A place where the storm originates.
The eye of the storm.
Should you ever find yourself stuck in a storm, that would be the safest place.
Getting to the eye?
That’s a different story entirely. Continue reading “Storm Chaser”
You know what’s terrible? What makes you feel like the absolute worst?
When something goes wrong, and you know, with absolutely certainty that it’s one hundred percent your fault.
You get this festering in your stomach. This sort of hollow, ache. Thoughts circulate worse than a whirlpool, and it takes you under. Thoughts about how it’s your fault. How awful this thing you’ve done is. And then comes the real kicker: Continue reading “Killer via Carrot”