In my 24 years of existence, I did not understand why God placed me here without an explanation. I am a useless servant, a petty daughter, and a mother to no one. It is the way I want it to be, the way it should be.
Finally, after overcoming sickness, I finally see my place. I am not to be wedded, bring societal change, or be productive—I am to dream.
I am to sleep in bed, doze off, and live elsewhere. There is no other way to put it; I am a dreamer, a free spirit. To wander is to go home. To go home is to be free, and to be free is to dream.
I am not of this mortal kind you think I am. I am far from it, my friend. I am the aurora—there but not, the aura that draws us in but is so far away. I am of spirit, not man.
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Off-Clock Musings
Щоденники та біографіїLet's pretend like my thoughts and opinions are worth sharing. Let's just pretend. Okay, now that you're pretending with me, let's also pretend like they are worth reading. Cool, now go ahead and start reading. Genre: Random
