[locked to the Sherman-Townshend Household]
Look, I'm using the internet. I should be out of here in a week or so, although the medication is sort of indefinite. But it's an improvement from staring constantly at the same spot on the ceiling until someone comes to draw more blood or shift my electrodes or whatever, so.
No, I'm just complaining to complain. It's fine. Things are fine. End in sight and whatnot.
In any event, I do have a purpose here. Henry and I have been discussing moving, maybe actually into Colorado Springs. It would be an...interesting experiment, at least, to have actual neighbors and whatnot, and pinpoints make traveling to work pretty easy. I just...I need some distance from the Bureau right now. Not from Abe or Hellboy or anyone, but from the institution, if that makes sense.
It was a trade-off, in case you were wondering. They get to monitor me as much as they want, and I'll take their pills and not quit and blah blah, but...other than that I need to be away.
Added to this is the fact that our house used to comfortably hold two people. Now there are five (and occasionally six, I hear) plus a cat who occupies the space needed for another dozen humans. So.
But sometimes we pretend this house is democracy, so...if either of you really, really don't want to move, I guess we'll see what we can do. And I do actually mean this. I'd be lying if I said it wouldn't be easier for me to just get out, but I'm 30 years old. I should be able to deal with things.
No, I'm just complaining to complain. It's fine. Things are fine. End in sight and whatnot.
In any event, I do have a purpose here. Henry and I have been discussing moving, maybe actually into Colorado Springs. It would be an...interesting experiment, at least, to have actual neighbors and whatnot, and pinpoints make traveling to work pretty easy. I just...I need some distance from the Bureau right now. Not from Abe or Hellboy or anyone, but from the institution, if that makes sense.
It was a trade-off, in case you were wondering. They get to monitor me as much as they want, and I'll take their pills and not quit and blah blah, but...other than that I need to be away.
Added to this is the fact that our house used to comfortably hold two people. Now there are five (and occasionally six, I hear) plus a cat who occupies the space needed for another dozen humans. So.
But sometimes we pretend this house is democracy, so...if either of you really, really don't want to move, I guess we'll see what we can do. And I do actually mean this. I'd be lying if I said it wouldn't be easier for me to just get out, but I'm 30 years old. I should be able to deal with things.