"she just got sad, then she got stuck"

[omnia_mutantur]

i tried, a little bit, to begin making the library mine.

and i tried, a little bit, to explain to Light what the problem is.

time will tell how successful either attempt is/was.

i learned to only prepare dinner or confess my feelings of inadequacy to the boy, that both cannot be accompished at the the same time without a fair amount of blood loss. (there is a slice out of my left thumb.)

i cheated, and instead of going to the house to work, i went to the library to read. it was comforting to lose myself that way. it's been too long since i've gone to B&N and just left all my troubles elsewhere.

cheated. the house. work. healthy framework, eh?

i'm trying to figure out where my vaunted force of will has gone, why i cannot simply decide i am going to drag comfort and security and home out of this, come hell or high water?

i will figure something out. it just seems like the exhausting kind of challenge as opposed to the growing, intriguing-puzzle kind.

Comments

[linaria.livejournal.com]

...if you mean the library i work at, i think i might have seen your card in the lost cards box.

(don't worry, i don't usually read, i just accidentally wandered through on my way somewhere else.)

[omnia-mutantur.livejournal.com]

i wasn't worried, one way or the other. if you wish to read, read.

and i think you work at forbes, so if so, yes, the second mention of a library was forbes. (the first mention was a room in the new house)

[linaria.livejournal.com]

i wasn't worried, one way or the other.

oh, i didn't really think you would be. but thanks anyways.