At the altar

I've always taken notes on writing rituals but never created any myself. Too many variables in my life, too many fluctuations in where and what and who.

But lately I begin the same way. Fill up a glass with water, preferably a glass that I've taken from a pub. I like their shapes. I like how they remind me of us laughing.

I place the glass safely from the keyboard. Do a bit of stalking around. Enter the story.