Precious Things
I almost decided to stop posting this weekend. I never intended my stories to be shovels for digging up bones. Some of them were an earnest attempt to exorcise ghosts from my past that still haunt me, I guess that is a tricky business. But for now I shall continue. Because, wait a minute, I don't need a reason. And anyone that doesn't like it can feel free to click away! I don't know when, if ever, I'll make the comment section available. For anyone reading this that doesn't understand the Fiona Apple (limp) post- skip it, it's not important anyway.