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Like Riffing But Sad...
even if only
karlht would care that much.
(and knowing that I may well continue to scribble Munchenkay for my amusement, sometimes.)
At least, at work, she knew what to do. There was a beginning, middle , and end to tracking people that her most recent life didn’t provide.(as long as she didn’t talk to anyone’s girlfriend…those conversations took longer than they used to, and she left more of herself behind. She never stopped doing good work. At least she could do that much.
Even if she felt like the person that she was tracking was her former self.
She regrets having added "you big baby", though she meant it with all the affection she held for her most favorite hypochondriac, to her suggestion that John see a doctor. (Her keen instincts had failed her here...she'd been so sure he'd made Something out of Nothing.)
But that Nothing was a big multi-syllable Something...it acted quickly, and she was alone again.
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(and knowing that I may well continue to scribble Munchenkay for my amusement, sometimes.)
At least, at work, she knew what to do. There was a beginning, middle , and end to tracking people that her most recent life didn’t provide.(as long as she didn’t talk to anyone’s girlfriend…those conversations took longer than they used to, and she left more of herself behind. She never stopped doing good work. At least she could do that much.
Even if she felt like the person that she was tracking was her former self.
She regrets having added "you big baby", though she meant it with all the affection she held for her most favorite hypochondriac, to her suggestion that John see a doctor. (Her keen instincts had failed her here...she'd been so sure he'd made Something out of Nothing.)
But that Nothing was a big multi-syllable Something...it acted quickly, and she was alone again.