lithera | So slow... like molasses....

Getting up this morning was .... just a pain. I had made a nice coccoon and it was warm and comfortable and... leaving it was rough. It was harder because I was the only person in the house at that point. Why did that make it harder? I don't know. It just did.

I went to meet Alex Ross last night. He's a really nice guy, for all that I met him for like five minutes. We chatted a little bit and I got my stuff signed. The man two people in front of me had turned out to have been his best friend in the sixth grade. They'd lost track of each other over the years after the friend had moved away. That was pretty neat to see.

Thank you to Cody, again, for picking me up.

I have decided that Cody is not the biggest wuss the world has ever seen. No, no. That would be Charles VII of France. Reading this book Kris got me for Christmas just makes my heart hurt. What an indecisive git. I have no idea why God wanted him to be King because it seems Joan would have been better served by just about anyone else in France at the time.

Sometimes you stop and look around at the people around you and wonder. I find myself wondering about change a lot these days. Everything changes, especially people and sometimes you have to wonder at it. Sometimes you wonder, because of who others have become, if you ever knew them at all. In some cases that is a very scary thought. I, personally, feel as though I am changing for the better, though it is taking me back to decisions I made over fifteen years ago in some cases.

Sometimes you can just shore things up and move on. Other times you have to knock it all down and start over again. I seem to be doing a combination of both. So far it seems to mostly be a bloodless coup, which is a very good thing.