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I Went Flying Yesterday

My hands are speckled with purple hair again.

I had a commitment that required dropping. I had a feeling it wouldn't be enough time, or the mood wouldn't be condusive to chat. Food, and mildly rushed food at that may not have been best. However, I do hate standing people up and I am sorry Navi. We'll get together soon, it must happen.

Nice weather we're having, eh?

It's Vancouver, what do you expect? I love it.

Did some things that needed doing last night. Did them for all the right reasons. Ethics, conversation, intelligence, honesty, loyalty, friendship, love, support. Somehow all of those managed to shine in just a few short hours.

You sound like you're dying.

I'm still sick. Weary, down to my bones, like the clothes that are entirely soaked through in my bedroom. Joints all sore, fingers cracking as I type. Should make some tea.

I have something to wear for the croquet thing.

You'd be amazed how happy hearing your voice makes me sometimes.