BREAK

The smell of damp soil and fresh morning dew, the faint chirping of birds, and the tender warmth from mother nature, the moment of dawn and radiant sun; were hints on the wonderful day ahead.

Blessed with my regular dilemma and unending trauma of humane which was a spot to my Wiccan nature. Nevertheless, efforts were made to neutralize this unpleasant situation which was conducting my daily routine with such anguish.

The endless drama of the night soon was exhausting. Nana outdid herself again. For a woman at that age, she is a fountain of happiness and entertainment. Even though of my lackadaisical attitude towards having dinner with Daniel Grayson, I had to give her a thumbs up. She had a way of making conversations interesting, sometimes at awkward periods.