In search of darkness
Darling, I must confess something to you — I have a bad habit. I know, shocking, but bear with me and I will tell you about it.
You see, I am constantly looking over my shoulder, expecting to see someone because I feel like someone is always watching me. I fear demons and beasts being right behind me and expect to see the darkness in their eyes but nothing is ever there.
Truth is, I’m somewhat disappointed when I turn and I find nothing. I do this even when I’m running — running and running in my smoking slippers, looking over my shoulder with the knowledge that one day I will crash into someone or something, and mind you, I did, but that’s another story.
Story credit: Stylesaint.com for the image.