For months now it has felt like my thoughts have been going around and around in circles. Day after day, doing the same thing, going no where. I hit my crash point a few weeks back. Miserable, depressed, sitting around feeling sorry for myself, sulking, I felt like I was grieving something without really knowing what. I reached the point of breaking, I walked out on my partner, left the run down, falling apart house, left the car just about to run out of rego and needed serious repair to keep it on the road, I left all of it and just started walking. I walked an entire day and found a motel to stay in.
A priestess was waiting when Seidy stepped past the glossy black pillar and into the temple itself. She was led through winding corridors and finally into a room. In the little room sat a wood tub full of water and a stone basin full of water and herbs. Her mother and sister both had coached her in what to do as the whole ceremony was performed in silence. Seidy eyed the tub reluctantly, the reason she hadn't washed before heading out this morning. Seidy carefully stripped out of her clothes and stepped into the wood tub, shivering at the cold water.
A knock on her door startled Seidy awake. It was still dark, and even under her blankets, she could tell it was freezing. Of all the times to have a birthday, hers had to be in winter. Grumbling to herself, she blindly shoved her feet into her slippers, and reluctantly left her warm bed, throwing the warm blankets aside to shiver in the cold air.