long is the way and hard that out of hell leads up to the light. [john milton]
May 23, 2012
Cast no shadow
It's not that I have forgotten those memories. It's simply that I no longer care to remember them. They have fled beyond hope or sorrow; let them be there, and stay there, where they cannot cast a shadow.
May. By now Spring should be all over the place, and yet this year Lady Winter seems bent in taking the time that was denied to her during the proper cold months. And the rain pours, and the wind blows, and the cold creeps everywhere; and she laughs in contempt.