I open this page and think of a couple words to start with, then I type without stopping till I have a paragraph.Then I press publish. No pausing. No editing. (I fix up the spelling and the odd bit of punctuation to make it more in line with what my brain was thinking and my fingers were trying to type, but I don't add or remove any words) ........... Find LITTLE VISIONS VOL 1 in audiobook and zine format at https://bridesofchrist.bandcamp.com/album/little-visions-vol-1-audiobook
Monday, March 9, 2015
TRAIPSING THROUGH THE FOREST
Traipsing through the forest, I savoured the dew that lay so wet and moist and cool on the grass and the twigs and the leaves. I touched it gingerly with my fingers. My god it felt good. I started to lick one of the twigs, but suddenly I got the feeling I was being watched. I was filled with shame and ran deeper into the woods, crying and slapping myself in the face as I went. The woods become darker and soon I could barely see. If I meet a bear, I thought, this is going to be it. The greatest combat of my life. And I will lose and be torn apart, screaming.
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