a much needed update
((Lo! Am back from my trip! If someone needed to talk to Dorcas/needed some interaction from her, just let me know. I might have forgotten in the update.))
Hey there, Sirius. There's something I've been meaning to tell you, but I haven't been quite sure how to put it to words up until this point. Actually, I still think I'm doing a crap job of it, but humour me. A few weeks back I ran into your brother. I didn't really know it was him at first, seeing as how you were both...at opposite ends and all and I never knew him at school or anything. But anyway, I ramble. I ran into him and we had a drink together. Just one drink, Sirius, and we hardly talked about anything at all.
He said to tell you that I saw him. He was in Diagon Alley, and he looked lost, but he said that he was fine. He said that he was fine. I don't know what that means. He wanted someone to know that he did the right thing in the end. Again, I'm a bit lost for what that really means, Sirius, but he wanted you to know that.
That's all I got. If you want to know more I think I could remember specifics if you asked. If by chance that you didn't want to hear anything at all, I'm sorry about this.
Dorcas
It's come down to this - do I risk leaving the man that I love and the security that I have now to pick up a potentially dangerous job in the middle of nowhere, or simply not do any of that and stay where I am?
The problem with simplifying it down to the bare basics is that I know so many pros and cons to both sides that I couldn't ever really simplify my thinking. And dammit, I don't just want to do the right thing this time, I want to do what's right for me. I wake up every morning next to a man that I'm positively sure that I'm going to spend the rest of my life with, but for some reason while my mind has changed about the whole marriage and family thing his mind hasn't. And I think...it's changing my mind about him altogether. We're not kids anymore. We're not so young.
Maybe we are young, but only in age. With everyone else we're well past our years. It's not rash thinking anymore like it used to be. And hell, if I could have a few months of happiness like Riley and Fabian and then lose it all I should be so lucky...christ, that's terrible of me. But he's sick. I know that. He's been tortured and abused and pushed and pulled and ordered around that I'm not even sure if he's the same person I fell in love with. and that's horrifying.
And fuck, I don't want to use the term 'soul searching', because it seems so tacky and used, but I need to figure out what the hell I want to do with myself before I go insane.
Alice, I need womanly advice. Help?
Hey Gid. How goes it with the job application? Let me know.
Ladies and Gentlemen, do you remember a time when these scrolls used to be more of an open community than anything else? Back when we were young and foolish and at school, of course, and before things like getting jobs and having babies and waging wars. I'll be the first to admit I miss that kind of openness between everyone.
Hey there, Sirius. There's something I've been meaning to tell you, but I haven't been quite sure how to put it to words up until this point. Actually, I still think I'm doing a crap job of it, but humour me. A few weeks back I ran into your brother. I didn't really know it was him at first, seeing as how you were both...at opposite ends and all and I never knew him at school or anything. But anyway, I ramble. I ran into him and we had a drink together. Just one drink, Sirius, and we hardly talked about anything at all.
He said to tell you that I saw him. He was in Diagon Alley, and he looked lost, but he said that he was fine. He said that he was fine. I don't know what that means. He wanted someone to know that he did the right thing in the end. Again, I'm a bit lost for what that really means, Sirius, but he wanted you to know that.
That's all I got. If you want to know more I think I could remember specifics if you asked. If by chance that you didn't want to hear anything at all, I'm sorry about this.
Dorcas
It's come down to this - do I risk leaving the man that I love and the security that I have now to pick up a potentially dangerous job in the middle of nowhere, or simply not do any of that and stay where I am?
The problem with simplifying it down to the bare basics is that I know so many pros and cons to both sides that I couldn't ever really simplify my thinking. And dammit, I don't just want to do the right thing this time, I want to do what's right for me. I wake up every morning next to a man that I'm positively sure that I'm going to spend the rest of my life with, but for some reason while my mind has changed about the whole marriage and family thing his mind hasn't. And I think...it's changing my mind about him altogether. We're not kids anymore. We're not so young.
Maybe we are young, but only in age. With everyone else we're well past our years. It's not rash thinking anymore like it used to be. And hell, if I could have a few months of happiness like Riley and Fabian and then lose it all I should be so lucky...christ, that's terrible of me. But he's sick. I know that. He's been tortured and abused and pushed and pulled and ordered around that I'm not even sure if he's the same person I fell in love with. and that's horrifying.
And fuck, I don't want to use the term 'soul searching', because it seems so tacky and used, but I need to figure out what the hell I want to do with myself before I go insane.
Alice, I need womanly advice. Help?
Hey Gid. How goes it with the job application? Let me know.
Ladies and Gentlemen, do you remember a time when these scrolls used to be more of an open community than anything else? Back when we were young and foolish and at school, of course, and before things like getting jobs and having babies and waging wars. I'll be the first to admit I miss that kind of openness between everyone.