Eva
The next two days of the full moon were a complete blur. I know we never left the house unless it was to have s*x outside. I don't even remember eating. Now I know how people feel when they come out of a drug binge or drunken stupor. I have a few images of what occurred, but no real grasp of the sequence of events. I'm just glad that the full moon is over. I wish the haze were. But nope, another month of this. Then it should lessen a bit, but it will still be present as I've found my mates. If I hadn't, it would end on the last day of month number two. At least that's how it is supposed to go.
Or maybe I'd have never been affected by it had I not found these three men. Ugh, this is all insane. I'm up in my office finishing an article about a love triangle between an enchantress and a
