Harvest.

[witchscauldron]

Mm. I was at Trent last night - happy little 1st-Year Trenties - and wandered up the bridge over the library stairs to watch the moon rise full and gold. Mm. She was magnificent - even if she had to clear the half-finished monstrosity that is the uber-dorm across the river to be seen clearly.

And HUGE. Huge pale gold moon, sucking up all my love. Mm.
Then I went back to LARP.

I'm an ST now. That, in and of itself, makes me happier about being there. Maybe I'll find my player-self there after a while...I don't know where she's gone.

I've been feeling pretty anxious the last few days. I am relatively sensitive, and I did get very ill a few days before 9/11/01, and again 9/11/02. I wonder if I'm not feeling well anticipating the date, or if there's something else affecting me. Toss in a Mercury retrograde, and you have a not-happy bunny here. Ah well.

I think I will go out to the park tonight, walk in the moonlight to the bridge or something. Mm. I'm sure whatever working has been calling but not leaving specific messages of what the hell to do will meet me there, and we can get something done. Magick is afoot.

Happy Birthday ladyjane!!! I hope the day brings you many delights and wonders. :)

Ok. Domestic bliss awaits me for a few hours. See you all around.
-M.