No, Nothing Good

Just dropping in to keep the diary alive. I could let it fade away, I suppose, but I’m not quite ready to close this chapter of my life. The day is coming, and probably soon. I’ve got all the story entries saved somewhere (in several spots, for some of them) and I think I might even print up a bunch so I can sort out all the story lines as separate entities. I’m thinking of writing Osgoode and Deirdre’s story as a companion to Torin and Sunshine, but it’s kind of heartbreaking, as those of you who remember how it all ends, know.

I’m tired today and feeling emotional. I hate feeling out of control of my emotional state, so I think I may forgo the supper at the church hall tonight. I really don’t feel like being around a lot of people. I’ll take my ten pounds of scalloped potatoes (and maybe scoop some out for me to have for supper at home), drop them off and come home again. I just don’t feel like having people around. At all. It’s a good thing my daughter’s been away all weekend with the Youth Group from church, and my son has been at work, briefly at home and then at his friend’s house.

It’s all good.

crystal butterfly

October 16, 2005

there are times we just want to hybernate. or hibernate even

Mns

Willow

gentle thoughts for you. Maybe your body and mind is trying to rest for the winter

Raven E

Curl up w/a good book and some hot chocolate…

Sunshine Wolf

Thanks for the nudge. I am fine…just overwhelmed in Diaryland…I’ll be back!

Lael

sometimes you just have to curl up and get a good book a glass some something good I prefer chocolate something, and be selfish and take some you time, besides other people are full of emotions that at times like this are too much to handle, so grab a spoon dig in to your scallops and enjoy. Lael

Red Wolf

October 17, 2005

I think we all have days where dealing with people is just too much of a pain in the ass.

Little Bird

Autumn makes me nostalgic, melancholy, take your pick. There’s a crispness in the air and the electric blue of the October sky that invigorates me. But the beauty in the changing colors of dying leaves tinges me with a bit of inexplicable sadness too. Does that make any sense to you? All in all, I become a bit more reclusive and contemplative. And…I like it. Enjoy your private time. 🙂