Surreality
Today was a strange day. Nothing terribly out of the ordinary happened, mostly I just felt out of phase with existence. Perhaps due to lack of sleep or a little too much fun last night with Avalon, I felt sick on and off all day. The hours stretched on but flew at the same time in a nauseating whirl pool of temporal disconnection. The near 6 inches of snow on the ground in Cleveland did nothing to improve my spirits either. And due to feeling ill and the poor weather I opted out of my plans for margarita madness at Kathy's. Tis a sad day indeed when I turn down good company and yummy drinks. Sigh, I need to find a way to reconnect soon. I am only feeling in short bursts of emotion with a long, nagging aching of my heart in between. Spring War cannot come soon enough. I demand that there be sunshine and warmth. I demand that there be good fighting and revelry.
I demand huggles...
Please?