Dear Diary and Lost Souls,
Today, my mind wandered to spiders, their webs, and the meticulous craftsmanship that goes into weaving them – a craftsmanship that mirrored the finesse needed in ballet. In my Addams family outfits, I imagined myself a spider, weaving delicate patterns in the air with ballet steps honed to perfection. Each step, a silk thread pulled from the depths of a dark soul, yet glistening with an eerie beauty under the moonlight.
Until the morrow.