Wonderful World of Wednesday

[fairyniamh]

"I've got so many mountains to climb and goals to conquer. I've got so many scars I want to leave on the planet. I just feel like I'm not there yet. I feel like I am just getting started."

~ Nikki Sixx ~









Brace yourself, the new year IS HERE and ready to cuddle you into submission!

**Warning** None


All journeys start with the first step. Finding motivation and courage to take the first step can be the hardest (yet easiest) step to take.

**Extras**

Did you know?

There are two different types of nostalgia. Restorative nostalgia is when you feel like things used to be better and you long to relive the past, and reflective nostalgia is when you feel wistful about how different things used to be, but you maintain a sense of amused acceptance.

https://didyouknowblog.com/post/181460306263/there-are-two-different-types-of-nostalgia


Today's Tarot Card from January 2, 2019, from Galaxy Tarot

The World

Integration, Completion, Options, Wholeness, The Earth, Connection

Comments

[asphaltcowgrrl.livejournal.com]

That hedgehog is too cute! Happy New Year!

[fairyniamh]

:) Glad you liked Him/her.

[agdhani.livejournal.com]

made good use of the first quote in today's wordage:

“Take it. Go. No one will think to look for you there.”
Rhyd did not ask where. He already knew the obvious answer written in invisible bonds of something upon the pass card in Jaron’s hand.
No. Grainger would think to look for him there. In time, Venn might consider it, might inform Grainger of his suspicions if they looked and failed to find him. By that time, however, Skelter would be free of the Core, or Rhyd would have died trying. Jaron’s was the safest place to be.
Rhyd did not want to go there, did not want to be surrounded by the sights, the memories, the smell of the man what would seep through his skin into his soul and take next there like, to be born in the spring as something else entirely. But nor could he remain here, not tonight at least. There were things he wanted to do still, goals he felt he had just begun to attain, scars on the world he both wanted to leave and heal. He could not do that if he remained in the light where Grainger could find him.
A day’s shift would be risky enough.
His acceptance of the pass card and a grateful exhaled breath that escaped when his glove fingers brushed Jaron’s bare ones, were answer enough to his choice.