driveustobemad: (it's crowded today)
So, we are all lazing around and I just had this moment, this moment of being really content.

Sherlock and I are tossing around ideas for an anthology that I want to write for,, Vincent is doing readings, Molly is making tea, Saturday is dancing with the Doctor and just....I don't know, it's quiet day but it's nice.

William pointed out that I'm probably enjoying it quite so much because I'm not in a depressed haze anymore and it's not horribly crowded which is probably true.

I don't know, I just.....I like this, it's comfortable. No one's upset, we're al realxed and happy and enjoying ourselves.

This doesn't happen as often as it should.

It makes me happy.

And I have nothing else to say really, I just realized that I never got the chance to babble happily about that sort of thing. So yeah. *shrug.
driveustobemad: (Pang of guilt)
>< Fae!Neal is around. This would make me uncomfortable anyway but he's fairly late in the verse and I am getting the ghost of his scars on my hands. I keep looking down and expecting my palms to be torn up and it feels odd for them not to be bandaged. I'm just...not sure what to do.

I am just going to be in the corner...doing things. I don't know what. Concentrating on other people, mostly.
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