Do you ever fight with yourself? I had a three hour skirmish tonight. Regrettably, I am no knight who can eliminate a dragon with a clean thrust of the sword. When battling to prevail over the sturdy walls of my distrust, the risking side of my feels akin to a weak gazelle at a watering hole whose reptile antagonist is nearby and hungry. The cold blooded beast of mistrust has annihilated my hope for another night. I just cannot shake the belief that my walls are my only protection in a world such as this.
Do you need cheering up, my darling?
ReplyDeleteIn any case, whether depressed or exuberant, I charge thee to write a story. You are fully and well equipped to do so. It has been many long years since I have been so enamored of a writing style, and you, I feel quite laid upon to say, have qualities in abundance with which to use for the good of all.
...And if thou shouldst give my brother your email address to relay to me, I shouldst burden upon you the fantastical tale I have been spinning for a year hence, for which you have asked for twice in quite politeness.
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