Fairy Dust

Winter. WINTERRRRR The pagans knew what was up. I already feel delusional emotions and inexplicable melancholy weighing heavier and heavier. On my soul. If Christmas, mass shopping hysteria, illuminated things, sledding, tubing, snow suits and drink-centric new year’s celebrations didn’t exist, winter would see more half-hearted suicide attempts, I’m sure! I was at a thrift…