Tuesday, April 08, 2014

For Ariadne

... and all the epic writers she's inspired

I breathed in the silence, expanded into the vacated space, felt my old self floating back. The grief I'd dreaded, looked sideways at for years, simply wasn't there. I was out of the maze, unhitched and light-headed. 

That feeling lasted a full week. 

Then came the anti-depressants.

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