I met Raelene in a class in college. The subject escapes me, but I think it was a general studies class. Not that it really matters. What does matter is the first conversation we had. Sure, it would be romantic to be able to say something like “I’ll never forget the first time I saw…
Category: Muse
Six Years
It’s been a while since I tagged a story under the “Muse” category. I don’t know if I’ve ever explained what that category means, but basically, they’re just stories that came to me in dreams. Probably not the most traditional definition of a “muse,” or maybe not really even the definition at all. But whatever….