Just sunshine
And blue sky
This is all we get
For living here

Come fire
Come fire
Let it burn and love come racing through

I've learned to lose
I've learned to win
Turn my face against the wind

I will move fast
I will move slow
Take me where I have to go

Oh I'm still alive
I'm still alive and
I can't apologize no

-Still Alive, Lisa Miskovsky
(I have become obsessed with this song recently... originally because of Mirror's Edge but once I sought the original version and listened to the words... it was an understanding-gasm.)

All Cleaned Up

I finally went and got my fridge, the last thing I needed to retrieve to have all of my stuff back. It took me an hour and a half to scrub that thing clean. I seriously thought Ol' Drippy was going to pop out and offer me a latte. ^_^' But I did it, as horribly disgusting as it was, and I got it sparkling. There are a few stains in the freezer that I couldn't quite make go away, but I think the whole thing was very fitting.

It's been just over a year since I've been here at Lewis' (well it's mine too) house. It feels like it's only been a week, and the fact that we're still so blissful makes me incredibly happy. I have, however, harbored somewhat of a weight on my shoulders, and in finishing that fridge (I know it sounds stupid, but bear with me) it was lifted. It's kind of symbolic to the fact that the mess and turmoil that my self was immersed in is finally clean. There will always be stains, but what is a human without scars, right? I finally, one hundred percent, know in my heart and soul that everything is okay. My life is okay. I'm safe. I'm happy. And I will forever be so.

It is a very good feeling.

"'Steel cuts flesh / steel cuts bone / steel does not cut steel.' You must become steel, or you will be cut." - The 47th Samurai, Stephen Hunter

I think that phrase is pretty self explanatory.

Good Vs. Evil

On a lighter note, I've started a new story. And I know I've said this before, but I do mean to finish this one. Seriously, this is my epic. It's an obsession right now. While I'm not writing it, I'm thinking about it. Constantly. It's insane. But it's driven by pure feelings, things that I have felt for the past year personified in a twisted strange fantasy/sci-fi/romance novel. It's pouring out. And it feels so good. When finished I'm going to self publish it. I know I won't be quite whole without holding a bound version of it in my hands.

A massive thank you to ~Andrae420, who has been dedicating her effort to being my official editor. And commentor. Thanks, my love!

"You are the only woman strong enough to love me." - Unnamed Epic, Caitlin Szinegh

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