Crystal Balls: Owning and Caring for your Fortune Glass

Misha sighed and looked to her friends–her family–with seriousness. She folded her hands together and began pacing at the front of the room, which had silenced as soon as she approached. “Ladies,” she began, addressing the room. “We need to talk about it again. I don’t know why we keep coming to this room discussing … Continue reading Crystal Balls: Owning and Caring for your Fortune Glass

Mood

I am in a mood. No real reason. Can't figure out why. Maybe it's because I'm human. Fragile, emotional, complex. Strong, silent, simple. Everything and nothing. Young and old. Dark and light. Emo Barbie. All American Neurodivergent.