Looking around LiveJournal, I can see that most of the accounts are very interesting in their layout. I need to get someone to show me how to fix up my own blog. I also uploaded a picture of my favorite spectral image (though orbs should always make one glance askance). I don't have a picture of Brónach, so this is the best I can do. Though even if I did have a picture of her, I would probably not post it. I have a feeling she might consider that a betrayal.

I think it is also time I start telling my tale. I opened this account intending to write in it daily until the whole thing was written down, but I haven't followed through. I don't know why. It isn't procrastination. I have no clue why I keep putting this off. Potentially because some of the details are a bit embarassing to me. Yet I shall have to share them if the full scope of the story is to make sense. What I was in the beginning is important as much as what I discovered at the end. Brónach picked me for one reason, left and came back for another, and no matter how much I would prefer not to think of the old days, I must in order to tell Brónach's story in full.

I will begin tomorrow, explaining what brought Brónach to me and how she helped me before she left me the first time.

Current Mood: anxious

I think of Brónach almost every day. Some days, the enigma of her tale makes it hard to think of anything else. Though she saved my life I think no matter how much I work, no matter how much I know about her, much of this will always seem unreal to me.

But I think things like this are meant to seem unreal, not only to those who experience them but also those who hear and read about them. Without a sufficient amount of skepticism, this world and what lies beyond it could drive us all mad.