"Visions seek out only the prepared mind." - Emily
I've heard this before once I think, its not a common phrase, and yet I wonder if there's any peal of truth to it anyway.
I never had any supernatural encounters before the accident, except the mysterious appearance of coinage from behind one's ear perhaps. And yet I wonder if this is a counterweight set against my more enlightened outlook.
Dear reader, I submit that these two must not be related. If one's search for balance and enlightenment ended up sought out for vengeance, I could not accept this world. Even as it is, I find it hard to take the figure's words seriously, even as they bored into my skull, speaking of fate. Fate. I don't care for the concept. Fate implies that your life is pre-patterned, and I find that reprehensible. There is no chance for growth, for ecstasy, for epiphanies when fate rears its determined head.
Nevertheless I find myself under its gaze, as if the very embodiment of my nemesis takes shape against me. Am I mocked by its tall stature, and long surely-working legs? What if this figure is a reflection of who I am? Perhaps this is merely an obstacle to overcome. Surely it is, surely I am triumphant in this jaunt into the ethereal. I suspect its involvement in my neighborhood. A house fire broke out two doors down, no deaths, and the home was saved, yet no cause was found. Sadly their pet was caught in the blaze, I attended the small makeshift funeral for the animal, even as I scanned the distance for my mysterious foe.
On another note, I have started to cook a bit more recently. I enjoy experimenting with it as such, even if cleanup is a chore sometimes, and I do tend to get winded easily. Earlier I tried out cheddar cheese waffles, and was surprised by the crispy flavor. I heartily endorse them to those with waffle makers.
I'm sorry, I can't continue this jovial line of thought right now. My apologies, dear reader, for the lack of erstwhile gourmet tips. Thoughts have been weighing on my mind as I ponder my villain. I have said before I think he may be here to punish me. Not who I am now, but perhaps who I was. I was not always so cheerful and full of spirit. Before my accident, I had a less appreciative nature of life, and while I feel it was in no way responsible for the car accident
I can't continue, forgive me.