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Unexpected Benefits of Cleaning

I found my pink fairy bag! Whee!

I had lost my pink fairy bag some time ago, in some unknowable shuffling of stuff. I put it down somewhere on my desk or around it, and then it was not where I thought I had put it any more.

My pink fairy bag was made for me by Mama when I was in the first grade. I was a fairy that year, a pink Iron Fan Fairy (I'd watched Journey to the West, you see...) and I had a pink dress, a tiara with veil, a fan (of course) and a little bag to put things in. I was so cute.

When I hit college for the first, disasterous time in 1998/99, I decided on a very silly Mission. April Fool's Day 1999, I would plaster my entire dorm with a silly fortune-cookie style saying on every single door. I collected them, printed them out, cut them up, and put them in my pink fairy bag. All the statements were nonsensical. I had tape, my fortunes, and a whole load of silliness.

I carried out my mission, but still had some left over. I hung onto them, and eventually put more in. I added some other things, and I had a glamourbombing kit!

It was lost, but it has now been found. Hooray!
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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