ciroccoj | (no subject)

OK, so I started this because I've been feeling kind of sad and lonely ever since I found out about Leslie on Wednesday. And since she's not around to discuss this with, what the hell, write into the ether. So: now that I have a livejournal and a chance to sit and write, not feeling so sad.

C'est la vie.

Partly this is because you can't turn feelings on and off like a tap. Partly, I'm sure, this is because The Boys are home (all of them) so there's really too much to do to feel blue.

I wonder if part of it is also getting used to it. I've come across the "gotta-tell-Leslie-oh-never-mind-can't" feeling so many times in the last few days that it's becoming kind of a well-worn mental path. The first few days, it was an unpleasant shock every time. And on the heels of that mental shock would come the next set of feelings - Oh, I feel awful about this. I wonder what Leslie would say about it?

Of course, if I could tell her about it, then the subject would be kind of a moot point.

Oh well.

So instead of further contemplation, I'll turn to e-makework. Or housework. Ugh.