Transient and ephemeral are two words I have uttered in reference to myself for years now, so trite and silly when I think about it. I am neither of those things, I put on this illusion that’s vaguely opaque, and some can see through; I do this to keep people away, but when all I really ever wanted was a solid soul; a proper house and a garden.
The weakest step is stronger than the fiercest storm.
