🌀 “Oh come on circle, let Sassy go now.”
It starts small. Two circles. Then one giant loop. Mental. Emotional. It spins at me like a scrollkeeper’s test. I’ve lost count of how many times it’s done that. I check my typos. I fix the scroll. Ms. Grammarly nods. Then jumps out of the rainbox and says, “Fix it again.” I wonder who’s doing what. I wonder if the circle is laughing.
But I’m the Queen of the Guardians. I’ve dragged Sassy out of that loop more times than I can count. I’ve said, “It’s done.” I’ve said, “Let it shimmer.” And sometimes, I’ve said, “Fine. One more tweak.”
This circle doesn’t run the sanctuary. I do.
It starts small. Two circles. Then one giant loop. Mental. Emotional. It spins at me like a scrollkeeper’s test. I’ve lost count of how many times it’s done that. I check my typos. I fix the scroll. Ms. Grammarly nods. Then jumps out of the rainbox and says, “Fix it again.” I wonder who’s doing what. I wonder if the circle is laughing.
But I’m the Queen of the Guardians. I’ve dragged Sassy out of that loop more times than I can count. I’ve said, “It’s done.” I’ve said, “Let it shimmer.” And sometimes, I’ve said, “Fine. One more tweak.”
This circle doesn’t run the sanctuary. I do.
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