Sorry, No More Curtain Calls.

November 6, 2013

I put the fan back in the window this morning.  It’s 60 degrees outside, and beautifully sunny.  There’s a soft scent of winter in the warm air nonetheless.  It reminds me that the dark and quiet is approaching and I hope to rest soon.

I’ve spent too much time looking for the provenance of my existence, trying to figure out why I’m a monster.  It doesn’t matter.  I think I have the answer now-the way of fixing it.

At the Winter solstice, I’ll make an end of it…again.

Please, God.  Don’t let me come back this time?