crASHING CRASHING CRASHING CRA S HFING
another story of the Haunted Road Side Diner from patreon.
if you’re going to hit a deer don’t slow down. put your foot on the gas and pray for the both of you.
I dreamt about you last night, I thought you might want to know. Maybe someday we can talk again. I do miss some of our talks. I do miss your company.
Now then.
I’ve been quite absent. Which actually isn’t an irregular happening for me. I disappear among decades and millennia, and I sweep around, and get seen and leave signs as I go around outskirts of areas.
This life I am living is a real one, as I am obviously more than words to a screen or aesthetics within a picture.
I have been working a job, moving houses several times, quitting that job, and now am starting my new job today.
My word schedule takes up full time hours (40 paid, 45 around, total, I get hour lunches, apparently).
I do not visit tumblr as often as I used to, due to the lack of bodily energy, as this life does call upon my attention quite frequently. (Wouldn’t that just be a time, if it didn’t.)
So.
I am open to inquiry or anything else you’d like to send via asks, and I can attempt to be more active, though I try to find proper content to put here, and that is not always available to me.
Thank you for reading,
I wish you all the best of luck, and please, do your best to stay safe.
-Ragaire, Aka The Black
Anonymous asked:
I hope the pain eases soon.
Thank you for the kindness. It is returned hopefully in blessings to come.
Anonymous asked:
to live is to suffer. but we must live through the suffering
What a sad thing to say. Not all living must be suffering. You’re going to lie in your sorrow and pain then? Let it be ‘just how it is’? When you are done laying down, you can get up and reproach.
Some things yes, must be tolerated but to live is to live. There is a difference between suffering, surviving, and living. And obviously, thriving.
