The World Around Me
Nov. 16th, 2025 05:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
enchantedsnowforest Dear Diary
I missed out on a fun fall festival at my old church. Simply because I drank a frozen hot cocoa the night before and couldn't sleep the entire night. I'm wearing the shirt I was going to wear. It says Flannels, Hayrides, Pumpkins, Sweaters and Bonfires. I would have loved to have gone to the fall festival part. Not exactly the church part but the fall festival part. There were food trucks, hayrides and raffle ticket drawings from what I know from last time.
I didn't go yes because I stayed up all night but also because I'm tired. I'm tired of being rejected in a church full of people. I'm tired of being rejected in a world full of people. Everything is a blur. I get up, read books, maybe do a chore and read more books again. I blog and then fall asleep. All of the trappings of a lonely person aching for a different life.
I'm reading Mirror, Mirror: A Twisted Tale by Jen Calonita. It's a lovely book about a Princess named Snow White who lives in a castle and is not allowed to speak to anyone lest her Aunt - the evil Queen punishes her. Admittedly, I don't know the story of Snow White as I wasn't allowed to watch the movie as a child but in this particular story her mother dies and her father vanishes after marrying her Aunt. So far, it's a sad story. I can't imagine not being allowed to speak to anyone in a big castle. But I can imagine having everything a woman can want yet still some things missing in life.
No matter. I've got to stop complaining Dear Diary. At least I don't live in a nation ravaged by war and I'm not dying of hunger.
-- Kathryn Rose
I missed out on a fun fall festival at my old church. Simply because I drank a frozen hot cocoa the night before and couldn't sleep the entire night. I'm wearing the shirt I was going to wear. It says Flannels, Hayrides, Pumpkins, Sweaters and Bonfires. I would have loved to have gone to the fall festival part. Not exactly the church part but the fall festival part. There were food trucks, hayrides and raffle ticket drawings from what I know from last time.
I didn't go yes because I stayed up all night but also because I'm tired. I'm tired of being rejected in a church full of people. I'm tired of being rejected in a world full of people. Everything is a blur. I get up, read books, maybe do a chore and read more books again. I blog and then fall asleep. All of the trappings of a lonely person aching for a different life.
I'm reading Mirror, Mirror: A Twisted Tale by Jen Calonita. It's a lovely book about a Princess named Snow White who lives in a castle and is not allowed to speak to anyone lest her Aunt - the evil Queen punishes her. Admittedly, I don't know the story of Snow White as I wasn't allowed to watch the movie as a child but in this particular story her mother dies and her father vanishes after marrying her Aunt. So far, it's a sad story. I can't imagine not being allowed to speak to anyone in a big castle. But I can imagine having everything a woman can want yet still some things missing in life.
No matter. I've got to stop complaining Dear Diary. At least I don't live in a nation ravaged by war and I'm not dying of hunger.
-- Kathryn Rose