HelluvaGirl

When I can’t have it my way, I get angry and disappointed.

This is what I feel more and more often lately.

If what I reflect on the situation is the drilldown of my content, am I just angry and bitter? Is this what will kill it?

I stand at an open window, emotions swirling in a black tornado, and I breathe in, breathe out

wait

concentrate

straighten your posture

I obey instantly, the dark hurricane halting.

As mad as I get, I still dare not employ the spells. I sense this would be more dangerous than anything I’ve ever done before. I guess deep down I believe this is the exact way we are not supposed to happen.

I then extinguish my cigarette and go back inside to touch real things and real people.

How come nothing and nobody really touches me?