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My music buddy is going off to a slightly distant college.
We met pre-summer. She is music therapy-esque oriented. Is into this thing I think of as "musical brainstorming." Is separated from her kids who are autistic. This "musical brainstorming" turned into "sessions," which were eventually moved to the YWCA.
Back to present, she is going off to a slightly distant college. With no discussion with me, she sends out an email to everyone on her email list saying that she is passing the torch on to me. I do not want this torch.
I told her this in a responding email (which, of course, only goes to her -- not to the entire email list). She responds, but only to me (i.e., nobody knows I had no say in the creation of her initial email, nor does anyone know of my refusal) in such a way that essentially does not accept my refusal to take the torch. I find this makes me ill at ease.
In other news (or olds, whichever they may be), mom and dad have gone to Toronto for a vacation. I can't find myself help but wonder again, 'what will I do when they die? What will I do when everyone parts ways?' Maybe I'll post on LJ more. Maybe I'll "go out" more often with "friends." Maybe I'll loosen up how I associate with people. Maybe I'll focus more effectively on work efforts.
The weather is very pleasant tonight. Breezy and cool.
Is it expected to rain tomorrow?