It's never a good thing when one starts to dream about being mauled by scavenging wolves. Being eaten alive was never one of my fears...but now it is.
I had woken up with a jerk. Certain the pressure against my belly was from the furry muzzles dripping with blood from my guts.
It wasn't.
Just the body pillow.
But still. Did not wake up pleasantly this morning.
I haven't written here in a while. To be honest. I haven't written anything in a while since that brief creativity storm right before Valentine's day.
I think the storm is coming back. I'm not sure if the wolves did it. But today is gonna be a writing day.
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