Raven rant

Molten moods could lead anywhere. These days they have a mind of their own and insist on going the wrong way. I've given up on absolute control. I can taste the bile sometimes but force it into an ever lingering dull pain.If it lasts much longer I'm afraid of permanent adoption. Frightened of almost everything. I find kindness in the strangest places in spite of it.

I allow myself an occasional fistful of happiness.