Diaries of the Moonlight Hours

Tell Jill I’m truly grateful for her. She checked on me today. My sweet girl. I’ve put her through hell, lately. I didn’t show my face for several decades. Then when I did finally return south, I put her in tears. She never embraced me. How could she? All she could do was tell me…

Look at it’s hue. The tone that it spills upon the page.

The light breeze tonight feels relieving. Refreshing. And I’m glad I have it. Tonight, I need it. Physically. Spiritually. Emotionally? Most likely. This wind, it’s helping to brush away all the unwanted dust. The distasteful baggage that lumbered me last night. These burdens are not helping me stand tall. And I’ll take anything to ease…

It is not the tears of mourning that well within me. No. It is something different.

I did my duty. Right? At least that’s what I want to think. In terms of seeing her. It’s all duty. That’s what we tell ourselves. Or maybe that’s just what I tell myself. I’m probably on my own, when it comes to this role to fulfill. The old knight. Protecting the honour of the…

We’ve finally reconnected our flows. Dear Luna and I. I’m unsure of how long it had been since our flows began to part, but I must say that it felt like centuries. Too long for my liking. I wonder if Luna felt the same. Maybe she didn’t notice. That’s okay. I’m used to being the…

‘Should’. What a nasty word. A denial of reality, as some say. 17:58 02/04/2021 To… My darling, I’m still confused. I don’t know what I should do, or where I should go. ‘Should’. What a nasty word. A denial of reality, as some say. I don’t think I should be using that word. Oh goodness.…

Best not to waste my light at a many other places. That is becoming more and more clear. I’ve only soo much to share each day.