Ok. I went into a local furniture store to pick up an item I saw on a circular in the mail. I walked in and there were only a few people in the store that I saw, walking around and two employees in the front of the store. I'll say here, that the employees, all of them at this location were at least 40 yrs old.

This is my first upon many in a line of blogs, so please bear with me.  I am writing from my friends dorm room, and this is an open advice corner, so though i may seem young, i am far advanced for my years. Please feel free to ask me questions and if you need, i am a listening ear. Pleasent Hunting!

I swear to you I'll never get tired of it. Especially standing there as they keep on digging, thinking to myself that they can't possibly think they are so intelligent, so good at their tales, so velvet tongued that I'm simply hypnotized by them and believe every word.

 

Tonight is quiet, maybe it needs to be. It’s been a year since, and I remember when I heard the news. It was April the first and I thought it was the most horrible April Fool’s Day prank. When I knew it was not a joke,  my first thought was “Was it one of our’s?”  One of the ones I work with at the store. But realized:

So over the last two weeks my dreams (which were strange to begin with) have gotten really bizarre.  A week ago they were just travel deams: dreaming of visiting other places, and waking up feeling disconnected from yourself.  When I practiced Wicca, I would have called them Astral Dreams, but then I had to think about whe