A Wrinkle in the Routine (113)

I am moving from dungeon to corridor in a castle of wonders and horrors. There is treasure and mayhem. Beautiful tapestry and dingy corners. Cobwebs and glistening goblets of spirits. Everywhere a torch, I can grab one at any time.

There are secret spells abound. Those standing in the shadows with sentient spell books and incantations, are bombarding my castle with magic. Swirling around me- casting positive influence and a few negative ones. I am using my magical thinking to overcome- to make sure I avoid the pitfalls throughout.

Every castle has traps and enticements. Subterfuge and decoy's. Any fantasy story is full of deception, wizards, dragons and the prince or princess that conquers them. What started a few months back as a doorway - led to a hub. No longer a lure but a residence. I am allowing myself to feel comfort in this place.

A wrinkle in the routine. The crisp edges once identifiable have now become obscured by folds and pleats. This does not mean I don't know how to unfold the corrugation. I just use my enchantments, my magus memory and find the best solution.

Things are uncertain- topsy-turvy, changing daily with new information. I embrace the crinkle and crush- I adapt to the reconfiguration. It's just reality after all. My reality, and I choose to use my wand of security to let things be. I choose to listen, to hear all sides of the story.

As in any fantastical tale, there is intrigue, devilish rumor and lots of problems and hurdles to investigate and resolve. The protagonist does not get to run away or hide. Even though they often struggle at first. They accept the quest.

This quest is unavoidable. I did not choose to teach on-line, I did not chose to quarantine and distance. But, I am. I am not wallowing in a corner, waiting like a damsel in distress. I am not a side character in my story. I am the protagonist. The antagonist- Covid.

I choose to use the wrinkle- to bridge the edges closer together, so my routine has more meaning. I choose to tame the dragon. Cast positivity spells. Seek advice from wise mages. Find my path through the dark forest.

I choose optimism and joy.

Things are cloudy, a shadow has been cast on the realm- but I have magical powers: mindfulness, determination, curiosity. So I will end my quest, when the trials and tribulations end. And I will be wiser for the experience.