Eccentric Tea Woman

  A window made dirty through the years by viewing other souls. The layer upon layer of filth, sins expelled and clouded my view. More than thoughts and prayers are needed. More than smiles are expected. A window, fit for viewing the horrible truth of the world.

 I died a thousand times only to return to your murderous face. You can not save me. I never asked you to  hold out your hand. Leave the albatross around my neck. I am my own Oracle. 

  a tear falls down her face. singular, celebratory, clear. she wonders - well, now what? the door is closed, shut closed after he left. tomorrow can be another day, she thinks, but what if I choose to stay here? a Tuesday to remain frozen because I am afraid of closing my eyes. the writer in her tells her to go on, on, pursue what you used to be afraid of. he is no longer here to yell at you. she stretches her hands over the keyboard. one day or day one. neither seems appealing. Viridian Tea Company - Tea, Books, Art, and Photography! Click HERE for the Etsy store link!

  My Goth ways began with the 80s horror film Fright Night . You remember that movie, right? A high school guy named Charley Brewster discovers that his recently moved-in next-door neighbour is a vampire (played by Chris Sarandon). Add some killer tracks and some gore, and you've got one hell of a film! I first watched it on Betamax (showing my age!) and was mesmerized by the vampire. He was so handsome, so suave, so evil, that I began reading any book I could get my hands on that dealt with vampires. As I grew older, I got more and more into what I later learned was called the Goth subculture and I loved it. However, I also noticed that as I grew older, my fears and anxieties grew right along with me. When I lived alone in various apartments, I always felt as though some ghost or demon or vampire or whatever was creeping up behind me, ready to strike when I least expected it. I tried my best to ignore the "feelings" yet they wouldn't leave me alone, so much so that a