TheWitchingHour

Its the witching hour. I'm always awake at this time.

Today I am walking outside listening to Somewhat Damaged by NIN.
It's my anthem for today.

I find fear less, and less as I grow older. Or maybe it can't find me here in the dark. Maybe I am fear. It's fascinating.

So many childish things you let go as you grow older. For me, fear is one of them. The rapist, the murder, the ghost, and the unknown are all known now... known by too many. So now I find no fear, only fate, and chance.

My fate is what it is. My chance is always low. So I walk at the witching hour with no moon and enjoy the cool summer breeze while the stars weep twinkles for me.

There is no satisfaction for them in me. What they crave I cannot provide. Lack of desire makes one fearless. Fear is what they need.

So come take a walk with me in this blanket of dark and neglect your fear of fate.