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Hello everyone, and all. I am searching for a story that must to my dismay was not in my reading history. It was something I had stumbled upon when I first started reading here....over a year ago. Here is what I can remember; the main character was in a family of those who held/used magic, but he did not. There were other siblings, a sister and a brother, there might have been one more but my memory is fuzzy. I think there was a family friend that was sweet on him, but I use the word sweet lightly because he was actually kind of mean. Pushy, and uncaring towards if he actually liked him. He just wanted him, his feels aside. the main character goes in to town, I think, and he is in this alley way and about to be attacked. An unsavory character, who everyone says is evil, who he had gone to see steps out and for a moment he can see from his perspective before he scares away the thugs. I think this unsavory character was refusing to answer the door when the trouble started. - i think evil character dresses all in black From there, they unlock the main characters magic together. Which comes with its own consequences, and suspicions. The seeing bit becomes a pattern, on the main characters end. It also helps him out when the family friend, displays some of his not so nice behaviors. Which get interrupted by the evil character. Who at this point doesn't seem so evil anymore. because at a risk of spoilers the unsavory character admits, after a stay at someone else house, who mentions that he is someone else magical assassin or something of the likes, that when the main character arrived. HE too could see from his perspective at the beginning. He just had a really good poker face. and that is it. I cannot remember any more. I know there is more, but I lost the story, I didn't save it, and my billion tabs in my too many windows closed. After life got me distracted and I never had enough details to find it to be able to finish it and I'd really love to do just that. Finish the story. ( and clearly reread the start of it if my memory is this vague) If anyone, has any clue on what I am talking about your help is appreciated. If you see this, and have no clue, I still thank you for at least reading this and trying to see if you can help. Weary and saddened, Quilah

Greetings, minions! I hope all of you are doing well and that your year has been running smoothly so far. As for my new year, you ask? Well, I wouldn't use the word "smooth" in any way, shape, or form. I feel like my life has been like a soap opera or something over the last 2 months! It's seriously been too insane to believe, but what I'm about to tel you is 100% true. ---- So, in my last blog I described the sad ending to my 2 year relationship with my girlfriend, Ariel. If you don't want to go back and read it, the short version is that she cheated on me with her best friend, begged me for forgiveness, got it, then decided she didn't want me back after all and left me for the best friend. Get it? Got it? Good. Well anyway, this is where it gets interesting (as if it wasn't interesting enough already!): After Ariel left me, I was heartbroken. So I turned toward my artwork for solace. In my grief, I created several paintings that reflected heartbreak, and Ariel saw me working on them one day. She seemed a little upset once she realized they were directed towards her/ our relationship, but she didn't say anything other than that they looked nice. A couple of weeks later, my art teacher put up those pieces on the bulletin board out in the hallway. She didn't ask me, but I didn't mind. A couple of days later, however, I noticed that 2 of my pieces were gone. I assumed that my teacher had taken them down, but BOY was I wrong. It turns out, they had been STOLEN!!! 3 things immediately stuck out to me: 1) TWO pieces of mine were missing. Not just one. And no one else had anything stolen 2) The pieces hadn't been signed. This appeared to be a personal attack, since two of my pieces were gone, but someone had to have known I had painted them since they were unsigned. 3) I don't have any enemies, so who would do this? My mind went immediately to Johnny. The best friend. My ex-girlfriend's new man. So, I explained my theory to my teacher: 1) Ariel saw the art pieces and told Johnny they made her upset 2) Johnny decided to get rid of them so she wouldn't have to look at them 3) Because he's a dick, he probably destroyed them too. And guess WHAT? My art teacher confronted Johnny, and he lied to her a few times before finally CONFESSING! That jerk!!! And I was right on every single point! You cannot believe how happy it made me to hear that he was responsible, because I knew I'd get to see him PUNISHED! And guess what? They suspended him for 4 days! Now, I think he should've been expelled, but whatever. Want to know the worst part in all of it though? Ariel totally supported him. She didn't think what he did was wrong and she didn't feel bad that my feelings got hurt or that my art got ruined. There was a time when she would have cared... but she's turned into a total bitch. I think he's rubbed off on her. She never used to be that insensitive to people. It's sad to watch, and hurtful to endure. Oh well. Anyway, I just thought you would find all of that at least moderately amusing. High school drama... there's nothing quite like it Thanks for tuning in, everyone! Dylan

Someone said, "I just want you to be happy, tim." He's a sweet man. A friend. i thought about what he said. Happy. What is that? I'm not unhappy all of the time. Sometimes i am. Suppose everyone is. Most of the time i am aware of the hollowness in my chest. It sits next to my heart and i wonder about the ache and emptiness there. It feels like a hole or entrance to the past. i fight to find and to shut that door, but it never truly closes. I don't believe in happiness. There are moments of laughter, or a good day or night. But a day never passes where i don't think of the life i lived and cannot leave behind me. How do i just forget the first 20 something years of my life? Didn't it make me who i am now? What would i be without it? Chop it off, like a rotten limb? Just put the past behind you. So far, no one has been able to show me how that magic trick is done. Ain't gonna happen. Deal with it. There seems to be a need or drive to 'be happy'. To live a happy life, to find happiness. Is it a state of mind? Can we learn it? Maybe some have. i never will, but i'm not sad all the time. i'm not unhappy. i laugh with my Husband. He's a very funny guy. i like talking to my friends, and family. i love to laugh. Mostly, i'm content. For me, looking at where i came from, and where i got to ... That's enough.

Sad news for all those cat lovers out there... https://www.itv.com/news/2019-05-17/internet-meme-grumpy-cat-dies-aged-seven/

This is somewhat late in posting, but this past Saturday, John Forbes Nash Jr, the Mathematician, whose life was immortalized by A Beautiful Mind, died with his wife in a car accident. Here is the article Beautiful Mind My condolences to his family and the scientific world at large.