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may God stand
Last month was made very long by the arrival of a little rain and a lot of hot air.

This month promises more of the same, with the arrival of a little more rain and a lot more hot air, travelling with greater force this time.

It's almost the same sort of feeling I used to have before I went into the hospital. The sense of time shaving down to a point, and after that point was reached..who knew? Everything dropped off into blue at that point.

I've been collecting things, making my getaway bag. Ironically I won't be getting away. I'm going to be right here. I'm going to ride out this storm the way I've ridden out Andrew and Elena and Erin and Charley. Only, even with Charley, I wasn't this scared. I feel like something's coming with this storm, like an infection bourne on it's winds. Something ominous and scary and *huge*. The small-animal part of me is scrabbling and whimpering, but the human part of me is a little smarter. Where am I going to go? Who can escape it? A little smarter, but not much.

This is about recognizing and submitting. You have to let go.

Did I mention that I really *suck* at letting go?
  • Welcome back and see you again soon

    *hugs Nikki*

    It's good to see you again, just the same.
    I'm so glad you and the hubby are all right from Charley.

    See you on the other side of Frances - it will be OK.
    Personally (in my layperson's opinion) I think it's just the aftereffects of the last gigantic hurricane sinking in, with very little time for a breather in between. Yes, greater force, but it all depends on where it comes ashore.

    Will be praying for, and thinking of, you.

    • Re: Welcome back and see you again soon

      You **ROCK**, Bana. There is just no Jedi Hobbit Liberrian in the entire multiverse as cool as you are. You're right, we'll be fine and we'll be back as soon as we can. I just hope we don't run out of stuff to *read*. It gets kinda dull, when there's no power and nowhere to go. Maybe I will work on a Raymond Chandler/LOTR misery. Or something. ::HUGS:: Thank you for the prayers.
  • And don't be so ridiculous and melodramatic, sweet. If you need a place to run, you can always come stay with me. The town should be nigh-deserted with the football game in Miami on Monday. Assuming there is a Miami come Monday.
  • Mo cruidhe...every little ting gonna be all right.

    And it's nice to see a post from you again. I missed you.

    ::long hug::
    • Have I mentioned how wildly I adore you? Well, please take it as read, believe me I do. I will be thinking about you. Take good care of yourself, caro.
  • Bah. If I cannot thump my chest and wail in my own journal, where can I, damn it? Thank you for the offer, sweet, and I will be thinking of you. I'm going to go and hold my mother's hand while we hang out in the hallway and drink really bad wine. Ah, the demands of family. Btw--im me and I will give you the cell number, nesu pasu?
  • Maybe your instinctive feeling of dread is based on the fact that I have your phone number now and you KNOW you're going to get a call.

    That'd scare me, fer shoore!
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