If only I could be as complacent or in denial, whichever way you choose to look at it, as Calvin. I am not and it’s just one of those days when I would rather be more. You know that person you long to be? I have discovered you You are part of me, my catalyst An unexplored crevice inside A pertinent voice that refuses to hide Hard to catch within Impossible to hold outside You shimmer away You fade apart…
INDEX Chapter 7 Unending strings of twinkling fairy lights were draped on the trees lining the garden. There was no fixed pattern on how the lights were wound on the branches. The effect was more whimsical this way. A mixture of traditional and modern was apparent everywhere. Pastel apple green lace drapes fluttered in the breeze. The gazebos that had been set up had wines and creepers with violet flowers growing along the pillars. Even the food had the appearance…