mythopoeics

You know, I miss the days when you could get away with things just because you were pretty. But I'm glad the days of getting things because you're a knockout still exist! And I guess I mean to say that as in I'm still a model and actress so I get wonderful jobs and chances.

But I don't really want to go to Prague to do a scene for my show. They say it'll be fun with dancing and everything but I don't really any to go anywhere. I miss my husband most of all right now. Although maybe, I think, he'd be mostly mad at me because I really screwed up and I was taken from his side.

I hope he'll forgive me. Wouldn't you forgive your beautiful wife if she made a mistake?

[Filter: Chinese Pantheon]

I'm lonely! Someone else be here! SOMEONE! Anyone!

EXCEPT Zhu Bajie. Ew.

[She was restless. Terribly restless. The kind of restless where you are waiting for something to happen. Not that she knew what it was. No. That was a lie. She was waiting to know. The dreams were more frequent and no less confusing. There were horses and for whatever reason it felt like she was one of them, but that didn't make sense. She wasn't a horse. She'd started searching websites dedicated to dream interpretation but it wasn't helping. Aidan said to let it just happen and she'd loosened her reins a little, but she was still so confused.

Quietly, she sipped at her tea, trying to clear her mind before she tried to go back to sleep. Whether or not she would be successful, she couldn't say. She felt lost, but at least she had a vacation to look forward to planning. Which reminded her, she should talk with Leyla again.]

Dear dreams, go away There is not enough tea in this world.

[Filter: Leyla]
I think I'm even more ready for that vacation now than I was last month. How are you?

This is a legit problem for me, you guys.