Introduction
Today is a new day. Ghosts reappear and remind me that hindsight is not perfect. I am not perfect and neither is my story.
solardonut:
Which ghost was it?
asema:
@solardonut It was one I thought I had lost to a past self. Turns out she is very much still here and evolved along side me. Or the ghost of Christmas Past. Whichever you prefer. ;-)