Out of the Attic
God is the madwoman in the attic.
I'm camped out on the threshold with my journal, camera, and plenty of snacks.
Monday, September 24, 2007
I woke up in the middle of the night again. S the Cat startled us and it was a couple hours until I finally fell asleep. But I was ok. I still felt the joy and playfulness from ritual.
Here's a photo of the talisman I made.
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