http://slow.writerscafe.org/katewing The original writings of author Kate Wing en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776033650 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 When you review the past you stir up emotions that had settled to the bottom of your mind. Every memory you replay in your mind has a collection of feelings attached to it. These feelings mix with the clear and current ones, producing a murky, muddy perspective. When review things that once were, yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/katewing/463119/ I walk down the twisting road alone; I huddle into myself as the frost nips at my heels. The world dims into shadows amongst shadows; all light is extinguished from my sight. I shudder as shock sets in and my blood turns to ice. 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