These violent delights have violent ends.

" Death lies on her like an untimely Frost.
Upon the sweetest flower of all the field."
Romeo and Juliet, 4.5.

I talked with my gran, i told her how much comforting, soothing, i find it to be writing. to sit infront of my lap top, and let the words flow through me, onto the computer screen. Which is why i am not worried about my essay, writing has always been easy for me. To make my statements clear in words.

It comforts me, knowing, that my gran is always there, with her unfeared compassion. Her willingness to help, no matter in which way. I told her about my depression, as she told me about hers, she suggested it was the moons position, something i`ve always been very influenced with. Full moon, gives me sleepless nights, and strange cravings that no human should have, i think.

My gran suggested i should become a writer today, i`ve thought about it before, but whenever people read what i write, they tell me its not good, not even my boyfriend`s ever motivated me.
My gran loves me, so very much, she motivates me to do things out of the ordinary to find my happyness. She`s the only one that works that way, that i know of. And i`m happy i have her, i dont want to think about what i`d be without her.

I`m going to order a book for myself in birthday present, for myself.
Romeo and Juliet By William shakespeare.
I´ve only read parts of it, i look forward to reading such a compassioned writers work.
To hold the story of the two lovers, their fierce defiance and passionate love story, in my hands.

... A writer...?

...Why not?