A crystal maze
Change Oddly enough, it's happening. I'm sitting here where I have always been. Like a tree that is just receiving water. Like a vessel unmoulded. In the semi-darkness of an old, familiar place. And all of that is gone. I no longer know where I stand, or who I am, or where I'm going. I do not think I have ever been so scared. I don't think I have ever been so lost, so... So Something has changed, and I suspect it has been me. Now I do not want people to think I have been crying and frightful (but I have been), at least not all the time. I just thought this morning that my job was to make earthquakes. I think it was like a revelation of what and who I am and while I am proud of that, I'm also scared. This month I decided that I was going to learn how to dream. I did not know how to do that. But I think I would like to learn. There is one of me that is waiting at the end of the crystal maze I walk every day. I would like to meet her. I would like to sit down with h