mood
Weird, melancholy morning. Just floating here among flotsam from the past, feeling adrift, just trying to fend off entropy instead of actually going anywhere.
Got a little bit of Parallax written last night. It was The Sad Part, so I don't know, maybe I triggered my own separation anxieties in the process.
Maybe it'll all work out in the long run. Some depressive part of me says I'm probably better off with fans than friends anyway, 'cause there's far less opportunity to hurt 'em.
re: mood
OTOH, I have four quarts of posole that is almost too hot for *me* to eat, and a distinct masochistic streak, so I got that going for me which is nice.
Also, dragon. Dragon is stressed and a little distant while she deals with dragon.style issues, but she's still a dragon and even a preoccupied dragon is very gratifying to pet.
And I started looking at NOLA neighborhoods last night. Bywater looks nice and we can actually afford it. All new set, all new series, all new cast. *shrug*