The day felt so short. It’s almost ending and I wonder whatever did I do today. The day was heavy, it felt like a dull ache, barely there but one that I could feel nonetheless. I remember two moments of happy- reading a book on a mouse who snuck up Santa’s sack and another moment when the sun hit my face. But just those two. Now the day is ending. Day too short and yet a day too heavy.
Dec. 22 2010 Winter Solstice.
The Girl and the Grail 