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Mar. 30th, 2010 10:10 pmYesterday it rained. Today it rained, too. My socks got wet, and my pants got wet halfway to my knees, and my umbrella was ineffectual in even keeping my coat dry.
It's all worth it, though, seeing the mist rise from the lake last night after dinner. It made everything softer and damper, thickened until you could see the precise cones of light from every streetlamp, and until every path and road looked like it led straight to Fairy. The trees stood dark against the sky, and drops of water hung trembling like jewels from the branches.
Today I spent a lot of time doing things. Which meant I had very little time to relax, take a break, read a little or just be. I went to the True Colors meeting after dinner anyway, half dreading having to produce energy, be social. It turned out to just be hanging-out, and hardly anyone I knew showed up.
Often I find these conditions tiring or frustrating. But this time, no one demanded my participation in the conversation and I felt like I was accepted to just exist there, so I sat in the warmth listening to the rain and other people's conversations and it was nice. It was really nice.
I finished reading House of Leaves. I am not sure whether I admire it greatly or kind of think it isn't quite so awesome as many people make it out to be. Possibly a bit of both. When I have a bit more time, perhaps I will write up a proper post on it.
Not that that is likely to happen anytime soon, as I have committed myself to teching a show next week. It'll be comforting to run about backstage again.
It's all worth it, though, seeing the mist rise from the lake last night after dinner. It made everything softer and damper, thickened until you could see the precise cones of light from every streetlamp, and until every path and road looked like it led straight to Fairy. The trees stood dark against the sky, and drops of water hung trembling like jewels from the branches.
Today I spent a lot of time doing things. Which meant I had very little time to relax, take a break, read a little or just be. I went to the True Colors meeting after dinner anyway, half dreading having to produce energy, be social. It turned out to just be hanging-out, and hardly anyone I knew showed up.
Often I find these conditions tiring or frustrating. But this time, no one demanded my participation in the conversation and I felt like I was accepted to just exist there, so I sat in the warmth listening to the rain and other people's conversations and it was nice. It was really nice.
I finished reading House of Leaves. I am not sure whether I admire it greatly or kind of think it isn't quite so awesome as many people make it out to be. Possibly a bit of both. When I have a bit more time, perhaps I will write up a proper post on it.
Not that that is likely to happen anytime soon, as I have committed myself to teching a show next week. It'll be comforting to run about backstage again.