entry ix.
There is music in the silence between notes.
Today, it was light on old pages and tea gone warm beside them.
Entry viii
entry vii.
entry vi
I do not fear the dark.
I fear what it reveals when everything else is quiet.
entry v
almost.
entry iv
not ready yet.
entry iii
before the words.
entry ii.
stillness, again.
Entry I.
Some thoughts are meant to be written in low light.