Haunted

I am haunted by a ghost. It is not a particularly malicious ghost. It's not the type that wakes me up in the night, sweating and panicking with fear at an unexplained weight on my chest. It's not the type you'd see in a horror movie, one that makes me fear going into dark places … Continue reading Haunted →

Visitor

Wake. Sleep. Doze. Sleep. Wake. The moments of true wakefulness came so far apart, and so briefly, that they seemed nonexistent. Even when he managed to pull himself from the depths of drowsiness that had enveloped him, he caught only glimpses of the world: His room, in the dark of night, with only the stars … Continue reading Visitor →

Leoth’s Last Night

Leoth had been building up this moment in his mind for weeks. He had idly considered this course of action several times over the last few years, but it was only in recent times that he had finally made up his mind. The notion that he might stay here forever had become unbearable. It was … Continue reading Leoth’s Last Night →

An Announcement

You may have noticed that the quantity — and, arguably, the quality — of my entries has decreased in recent months. If you haven't, well, I have, and I've looking inward to seek a solution to that for quite some time. For now, I am putting Daydreams on hiatus in order to refocus and reorient … Continue reading An Announcement →

More Interesting

There are rules, in this world, and there are consequences for breaking them. Some rules, like those of physics, are woven into the fabric of the world itself. Some are part of the social contract forged, over time and experience, by beings as they interact with one another. Some are impressed upon us by governing … Continue reading More Interesting →

The One Who Fails

I tend to think of my life as defined by my mistakes. There are more of them than successes, so it’s easier, in a way, because it’s so much easier to think of times that I’ve messed up than it is to think of times I’ve done the right thing. Mistakes are a part of … Continue reading The One Who Fails →

Insidious

Home is insidious. It sneaks up on you in ways you don’t expect, becoming a part of you even if you never asked for it. I don’t like it. I don’t like feeling attached to things, and I don’t like it when things happen without my consent. Nobody does. I didn’t want to live in … Continue reading Insidious →

Table for More

“Mom, why are we at a table for four?” Dan’s mother had told him that this lunch date was just for the two of them. His first, fleeting thought upon seeing the extra chairs was sadness, because at one time, his father would have joined them. Then he had noticed that the table was next … Continue reading Table for More →

Grandfather’s Story

“Hivara is beautiful,” Grandfather said. I rolled my eyes, because I knew, from that single phrase, where this would lead. I’ve heard Grandfather tell this story many times before, but my cousins, it seems, have not. “No she’s not!” said Ruon, the youngest of them. His face scrunched up with a level of offense reserved … Continue reading Grandfather’s Story →

She Is Happy

She is happy. She has always liked to do things with her hands; she has always liked to make things, and to look upon them later and say, “I made this. I accomplished something.” She still makes things, sometimes. Knitted caps or scarves or gloves. Handmade greeting cards, for birthdays and anniversaries. Simple things, perhaps, … Continue reading She Is Happy →