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A Woman's Plight, Comedy

Forces Of Nature

Candid Corvid Productions

Why did there have to be so much cacophonously loud and startling sudden noises so early in the morning that bombarded and shocked through her entire system when she just needed to sleep for injury repairing?!

She decided to imagine it all as thunder and lightening between loud door slamming booms, pounding feet stomping, and sharp crash-grating of the pet gates swinging – literally raining cats and dogs once they would also start emitting.

Hyde's Bride, Society

Remember When?

Candid Corvid Productions

“If we were lucky, someone would come by on horseback and ask if we had any mail to send?

Remember when we had to travel great distance through weather to town if we didn’t have this option?

And then, that letter had higher chances of getting lost or interfered with?

So why, now – with the internet and phone networks allowing us to reach each other in less than a minute in nearly any part of the world – is it even harder to directly communicate?”

A Woman's Plight

More Than Anything

Candid Corvid Productions

Where had her ambiversion gone?!

Fled – it had fled the scene as if the sheriff had arrived suddenly with a warrant for its arrest.

Why hadn’t she just gotten out of her car and called out after him – like she could playfully engage a stranger if something was very important?

Because that’s not how her spontaneous forwardness worked.

It hid behind the scenes, carefully and subconsciously sensing, tracking, and observing.

At distance of safety.

Until the right moment opened, and she practically slid through the door seemlessly with something cheerful or supportive to share, inquire, or convey.

Outside – then in and out.

This is how it was always displayed.

Brief moments of solid connection – then on her way again, dancing between danger’s poles, seeking fleeting patches of safety.

So when he appeared, that challenged everything.

And if he didn’t want her truely, it would have been soul crushing.

So she waited, frozen in place…

Hoping that he would signal to her clearly that it was ok to confide with him.

Altered States, Reclamation, The Accident - As Of 10/10/25 Early AM Named "Clyde" (Short For Collide) Because It's Funny And I Deserve Mirth At Its Expense

Struts

Candid Corvid Productions

“After attempting more cleaning yesterday and then resting, getting up in the middle of the night finds me feeling a “V” shape of vector pain tip upward into arches of my feet into bottom of inner ankle – especially left where I put more weight.

This is from flexing while vacuuming and mopping slowly and carefully in a hunch-slump to protect my neck and distribute force across shoulder, hip, and back joints without over-engaging arms and legs.

So, basically, I pivot-rocked much over my feet, which were originally blasted in the car accident from pressing hard against brake and foot rest when the other car’s firce went through my body and legs from back to front of me out my feet, etc.

My feet have been “rolling” and phillage bone tendons turning on and off randomly when walking since then – which when combined with leg and above muscles and joints doing the same thing, makes walking a wholey different glide-managing-not-to-stumble mix-matched conundrum ride.

But this “V” sharp pain with numb throbbing distribution, though painful and weird-feeling, is new – suggesting that my arch curve tensility is at last beginning to redefine itself!”

A Woman's Plight

No More Wasted Days & Nights

Candid Corvid Productions

She didn’t want to have dreams where past ex’s insinuated their selves back into her life,  taking up space just to keep her from being seen as available to the man that she truely wanted to be with.

All that stuff – all those moments from the past were at best half-borrowed because none of it from any of them had been fully meant.

No…

Yes…

Give her the real thing.

She wanted the man that throughout time she would never be forced to forget nor regret.