A Tale of Two Cakes + Walk For Depression

It’s Cake Day, it’s Cake Day!! Now I just have to figure out what to buy out of my birthday money. Hmmm…

Books, of course, as usual. But other than that, no idea. Any suggestions?

My mother gave me money to buy a cake for myself, which I did. A delicious Oreo cake! Mmmmm..

And then my aunt brought me over a cake she made herself! Which was a cherry chip cake, and also my favourite kind. : )

I just have a tiny problem with that… so much cake!! I actually need help to eat it all.

Anyway, today is starting off great! My Free E-book Days is going awesome! Over 1200 people now have a FREE copy of my book, The Secret World of Dragons. I’m so excited about the support I’ve been given over the past two days. It’s amazing!

I’ve also been finally approved to be displayed on Sony, which is great! Still waiting on Kobo, though. I’ve heard people say that it took them almost a year to get approved for it! Yikes!

Later I’m going out to supper and perhaps coming home to make nachos and watch a movie.

In other news, two days ago was a campaign to help mental awareness. Everyone who texted through Bell helped support mental illnesses. I did a little more research on the awareness, and found out that they are having a walk in my city to help the cause as well. So today I joined up to take part. It’s on May 27th, for anyone who is interested in taking part as well! Not just in Newfoundland, but all across Canada!

http://defeatdepression.ca is where it’s at!

Anyway, I’m going to get some dinner (and perhaps cake!)

Later guys!

~ Sandra Harvey

Happiness

Not a day goes by when I don’t think about what happiness feels like. I must have felt it once, perhaps a long time ago, but now a numbness lies where happiness used to be, pretending to be something it’s not. I feel angry sometimes, that this feeling would dare try to replace another, but it ignores me and leaves me dangling on a thin rope, as I struggle to climb before it snaps.

When it snaps, I’m left lying at the bottom of a deep, dark passage, with nothing but a sliver of what I believe to be light above me. I know it’s far out of reach and impossible to get to, but I swing my arms wildly through the darkness until I grasp something to climb. It’s hard to pull myself towards the top, consuming what effort I have in me to take just one more step.

I always feel surprised when I suddenly find myself at the top, in the dim light that seems to stretch forever. Yet there is no happiness here, just that masked numbness that won’t accept that it isn’t wanted. So I sit there in the light, and – for a moment – I feel contented that I reached the top. I feel proud that I escaped the darkness below.

But then I’m falling again, falling to some unknown place where above the light laughs at me and my petty thoughts, and below the darkness encircles me in its cold, welcoming arms.

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Eh, just a poem I randomly created in the last five minutes. What can I say? I’m bored outta my mind! ha ha

Anyway, later!

~ Sandra