Appropriately Inappropriate
Weightless she stared into the light speckled blackness. For a moment all was still and there was no sound, just her and the stars. Then the spirit whispered to her “Are you ready for another journey?” Her memory recalled a feeling, closing of eyelids, but there was no blinking here and her hands were not…
“Where to begin…” she penned into her journal. She tapped the tip of her pen on the last ellipsis as she contemplated the events of the day. She let out a deep sigh as her mind wandered to that afternoon. A mix of emotions and a yearning sensation in the pit of her stomach. The…