I don’t know how much longer that cure is going to last.
In real life news, I spent the first part of my day going to a Toastmasters Make-up training session. While it was earlier than I wanted to wake up on a Saturday morning, it was totally worth it. The training was from 8:00 to 1:00. I learned some very useful information that will be pertinent to my VP Membership role in my Toastmasters club.
How was the rest of my day spent? After getting back, I wanted to finish my morning (then afternoon) routine with my devotionals and my daily scripture readings.
Besides that and a couple of YouTube videos, I haven’t done anything else today….
Muse: Don’t worry. It hasn’t happened.
It hasn’t? So you’re still an adult?
Muse: Yes. I’m still a fully grown woman. One filled with a lingering uncertainty of my inevitable fate….
Don’t talk like that. You behave as if all hope is lost. I know beyond all certainty that there is a way to cure you. I just haven’t figured it out yet.
Muse: How else should I behave? Just put yourself in my shoes. I don’t know what I did to cause this. But whatever it was, it had a profound effect of who I am. How would you feel if you were to suddenly lose control of your mind and have no idea when it would happen? That is how I feel right now, and I’m really bothered by it.
Well don’t be bothered. I know it’s not much, but here’s a hug.
Muse: *sniff* Thank….you….! You know, I would’ve been better off not knowing that this was going to happen to me!
What else did you want me to say? Your curiosity demanded every ounce of truth that I was holding. Should I have lied to you, so you would be happier, wallowing in ignorance? You would not have any of it. You wanted the truth, and that is just what I gave you.
Muse: Can’t I just forget about it? I would be a lot happier this way….
Why don’t you enjoy the time you have left?
Muse: Or….you could give me some more of that cure! Yeah! That should work! Right? Do you have any more? *sob* Please say that you do….
I don’t have any more left. I used everything to restore you to where you are.
Muse: Then get some more! You can do that, right?
I could, but I’m afraid I can’t. The ingredients for that cure are very rare, I got them from the realm where you live, and believe me. It was not easy to get there. It took me several attempts….
Muse: Then I’ll get the ingredients myself!
You don’t know what they are. Besides, the cure only works when you’re sleeping. That is what the old man told me. Just be patient. I’ll find a better solution. Trust me. *embraces*
Muse: *sob* I hope that you do! I….I just wish I knew what it was that I did. Then I could help you….
Maybe I made the cure go too far back. Before everything happened.
Muse: Maybe coming out here was a mistake. Anyway, I’m going back to my room. I feel like it’s going to happen soon. Believe me. I want to spare you my terrible presence. It’s the last gift I can give you….
And it’s one that I’m grateful for and saddened by at the same time….
Muse: Farewell, Kyle. I hope that you’re right about what you said. And I hope that we will meet again….
Don’t worry. We will….Oh. She’s already back in my head.
I just thought about it. If I were her, I would feel miserable too. Imagine somebody telling you that you’re going to lose control of your mind at any time. That would be terrible….
Anyway, today’s high was 81. The silver lining will be doing some more writing with my stories. I say stories because I may be working on more that just The Tale of Zachary Willowbrook: The School Years.
To all who are grateful for having free will, I hope that you all have a fantastic day.
Muse: Kyle. I hope you find….Huh? Why do I look like a stupid adult? Adults are boring! There! That’s better! Tee hee!