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Well, unfortunately I can't think of any stories to entertain you with in here. Just the usual musing about my life and what (I hope) I have learned or started to learn lately.

Alot of it has to do with Dave recently (shocking, I know). There are days when I really don't want to deal with his pessimism, especially if I hear it in his voice over the phone right before seeing him. The length and breadth of it amazes me sometimes - how does someone have that much negativity all in the same body? - but even more surprising is when I'm able to help cheer him up bit by bit as we spend time together. I feel like I've done nothing but bounce shiny optimistic pebbles against a dome of black glass, waiting for a crack, or even hairline fracture, to appear on the surface. Nothing - as solid and smooth as before. And then, in the moment I have my back turned it lifts behind me and this playful young man comes out for the remainder of our time together. I don't really know how it happens, when it happens, or what happens to make it happen, but I think I'm partly to blame for bringing it out. Which is really encouraging.

Mm...so much to think about. So much is changing or about to change. I wish I could handle it better. Not with Dave, really - if anything he is the biggest source of comfort for me - but just in my family and my school, my life and my home. I know where I am going to belong, but I'm still gauging my remaining role living at home these next few weeks. Just...alot to wrap my mind around, that's all.

Signing off,
The Muse

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Anonymous said…
I think that that was a boredom blog heather......



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1/4/06 3:54 PM
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