Today I Woke Up Fifteen

Do you ever wake up feeling like a different version of yourself? This might just be me. I'm not sure.

I don't mean waking up and "not feeling your best self," or feeling sick. I mean that this morning, I woke up and I was fifteen. I can't explain it better. The story ideas I was working on at age fifteen, the music I was listening to at age fifteen. The inside of my mind was from twelve years ago. It was simple and comfortable and happy. It was darker in several ways, lighter in others. I felt younger. I felt...freer. I needed to write.

I think it has something to do with the weather or time of year. The cusp of autumn. That "back to school" feeling. That "new season" feeling. The Fire Fairy Story historically has a lot to do with autumn and back to school.

It made me want to wear long sleeves and write stories again. It made me want to write in a way that I couldn't ignore. In fact, my breakfast is burning as I type this. Let me go grab that.

There is no point to this post; I just had to write.

You know what I wrote a little bit of last week? The Mirror*. It came out of nowhere, just like this feeling.

I think it's going away. That's okay. It was interesting while it lasted.

~Stephanie

*The Mirror is one of the three stories I know I plan to write. It'll probably have to be renamed since The Fire Fairy Story is looking like it'll be called Mirrors and Smoke.