Earning MYSELF

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I welcomed the quiet hours of late afternoon. None would disturb me, I could make a smoky tea and sit in my usual place listening to music. Hoping that the wisdom of objects would make some difference to me. here, surrounded by my books and works of mine and my aura, I would surely see the need to stay in one place. I had been an emotional nomad for too long. hadn't i come here weak and bruised to put a fence round the space HE now threatened?

Oh, may be, he dint threaten me at all. I threatened myself. My spontaneity has earned me - myself.