It Won

It. Won. Everything.


THANK GOD.

A Box

I've been avoiding this meme for a while, for many reasons. First, if I try to reduce everything that means something to me to twelve items, I will have far too many. Second, if I try to list only those things that have uttermost resonance with my inner spirit, I will have far too few. Thus my list is a combination of both strategies, and includes items that I do not actually own. Then too, I have a hard time believing that any of these mere things will truly convey to anyone the passionate and turbulent emotions that rule my life, emotions associated with every single item. Finally, despite everything, I highly doubt that anyone, even my closest friends, will really care all that much about this anyway.

But, if you are interested, imagine you have just met me for the first time, and I hand you a box. It's a largish box, plain but crafted of the darkest ebony. On the lid, inlaid with lighter wood, is a single word Gramarye. Inside, lovingly wrapped and carefully nestled against a lining of blood red velvet, ( you see... )