Angel

The walls were hurt too, covered in holes from you throwing her cellphones. Your insecurity led you to believe they held secrets of unknown intimacies, deception, freedom. I remember how you held her, her eyes red from lack of oxygen. I ran to the neighbors for help. I could barely reach the doorknob. I was a fawn, powerless and afraid. You were a hunter.

It seems that time has forgiven you. We sit together laughing, sharing stories and our love for music like it's something we've always done.

The season of giving

The last couple of photos were taken by my little sister, I'm really proud of her for taking an interest in photography. She's the cutest little thing.

I absolutely adore what I received from my dearest Jocelyn: a perfume I've been raving about for weeks and a copy of Giovanni's Room, which I've been wanting to read for ages. The wrapping was beautiful and the box was gorgeous, it is such a blessing to receive a well thought out gift. She is so talented when it comes to choosing gifts, I learn a lot from her when it comes to understanding others.

I can't wait to begin reading the copy of Dracula gifted to me by her mother and sister, it's such a cute cover and I love the textured lettering. I'll get to it once I've finished Giovanni's Room, which I started earlier today.

December is such a wonderful time for me, I take great joy in buying gifts for others. Some find it materialistic, but I adore the giving season. I had a great time with the maternity home, I threw a cookout for them and helped with the Christmas gifts, handing them out was lovely. I did have a headache though, having so many voices in a single living room was so overstimulating.