Azuki-Ayomi

I've decided to hand the reigns over to the masked vigilante beside me and crawl into the back seat of the carriage. Because with me driving we've already gone over a few cliffs. I'll let the universe lead the way for a while.

While I admit I take long breaks from my work *cough-three weeks- cough* When I do get bit by the creative bunny I can't seem to stop. I get to a point where I wake up in the morning, work until I pull out hair, throw the computer out the window and throw a tantrum on the floor and wake up the next morning excited to do it all over again. Unhealthy? Maybe. Dedicated? Most diffidently. The newest chapter to my book The Cursed Prince is posted here. : http://www.fictionpress.com/u/866560/ Happy reading. =)

Life is like a river, or stream. The destination, the lifelong goal, is the ocean. If you think of the ocean as completeness, and happiness, the similarity is clear. The river is not straight. From the mountain tops to the sea it twists and turns, it bends and falls, it branches and unites. You see the river is always moving forward. If something obstructs its path it won't stop progressing just to mull over the disruption in schedule. It brushes it aside or, if too large to ignore, carves a new path to the same ocean end. Because the river knows there will never be a straight and easy path to the sea. There will always be barriers in t