Tea without Sympathy
Sitting in the open break room at work sipping Cyberpunk tea and nursing a bad headache. I have some work to do but can't seem to settle down to it.
Younger son wanted to discuss All the Bad Things that have ever happened to me this morning. I think he finds it reassuring. I found it depressing. And of course ignoring the elephant in the room wasn't easy. Elephants are harder to avoid in apartments.
I am on S6 of Charmed and starting the Leo/Piper marital trouble/divorce storyline. Ugh. Found myself much more sympathetic to Cole/Phoebe this time around.
Yes I do work out my problems via Fandom. Just wish it was translating into fic inspiration. I may join a writers group here...now that is scary.
I have been trying not to trigger my Doomed Relationship idee fixe in real life, rooting it firmly in fiction in order to keep it there. Might not have been a good idea.
Now I am accepting the split, because really, what can I do, and I want to find my own way through it. I want to come out of it still a good person. The narratives of society want clear distinctions and clean breaks. Good guys, bad guys...but that is not only fiction, but bad fiction.
I wanted to write a John/Delenn story once where Delenn was almost glad when the 20 year deadline approached. Just to stop the never-ending ache of incipient loss. I didn't think people would like it.
And now it is time to hit the computer and earn my check.