Written By Estil
March 5, 2018, 9:36 p.m.(4/22/1008 AR)
Failure to write sooner due to my thumbs being in many pies, as promised. I had no desire to drag blackberry across the pages, but I'm wondering if it would make a decent ink. Prettier, at least.
The amount of duties being heaped upon me are growing exponentially. I am steadily trying to avoid the realization that I will be left behind by my brother sister...and in charge, to add salt to the wound. I think I am beginning to understand why so many are grasping at last-minute relationships. Facing this alone is a little daunting.
That being said--no in advance. I enjoy my solitary lifestyle.
The amount of duties being heaped upon me are growing exponentially. I am steadily trying to avoid the realization that I will be left behind by my brother sister...and in charge, to add salt to the wound. I think I am beginning to understand why so many are grasping at last-minute relationships. Facing this alone is a little daunting.
That being said--no in advance. I enjoy my solitary lifestyle.
Written By Estil
March 2, 2018, 9:10 a.m.(4/15/1008 AR)
Finally made time to visit with my siblings since coming back. Regla was dyspeptic as usual, surly, and prone to fits and outbursts. I will have to keep an eye on her; she thinks she can carry the entire family on her shoulders without help, as if that were her actual duty. Turo was sunny, like a break in the clouds when he swooped in with his loud voice and bone-cracking hug. It is good to be back among them. Currently prepping my thumbs to be jabbed into as many pies as possible.
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