I am going through something huge that I do not want to put into my writing.
That is new.
It was tempting to start this as a witching discussion, like I usually do to get closer to these thoughts. I tell my witch something, we think and giggle around and come to some conclusions.
But this time I cannot do that. Maybe it‘s because it involves so many people and is not my own problem. Maybe it is just because the impact crossed a line.
I am not sure.
But my mind is spiraling and I do not like to use the thoughts.
I want these days to pass and for the world to feel different again, not even better. The past few years were too tough for me believe in better times.
But I wish for different problems.
To not lose grip on things completely, I managed to plan a witching trip into a sleepy small down near by for the end of the week. That is something!
…And I am trying not to go crazy, without writing the hell out of me.
This is a new kind of tough.
Suffering without art is just suffering.
Hell, no!
How do you deal with this?
Mistress witch writes 