I believe in faeries!

I grew up with this poster on my bedroom wall.

i woke up this morning feeling very certain that I'd neglected my faery-ish tendencies in order to fit into my idea of what other people were expecting....most folk prefer not to have conversations about Other Things, & i'd been sympathetic to their wishes.

But now i'm thinking that it might be..no it has been...a contributing factor to my melancholy....I need to be outside more to begin with & i am going to start assuming that everyone wishes me well, instead of presuming they are all judging me unfairly (because isn't that what i am doing to them after all?).

What if? What if i decide to give up this teacher malarkey & go back to being a fortune teller? Would the world fall apart? i think not. I was certainly alot happier in those days & as i recall, did not spend large amounts of time lying on my sofa in an apathetic daze.

I will see what unfolds over the summer.