Lilith

The last two weeks have been loaded and heavy. For someone so looking forward to Samhain I have been caught up in its more traditional meanings: Two darling little cats, one taken back by the Hunter...and that whole midnight fear thing, of the op and perhaps more treatment afterwards. A part of me wishes I had gone to the Lions event where so many chums are now. But another part of me knows that I am maudlin and bad company tonight - I am well enough as long as I don't have to make conversation!

Tomorrow, wonderful chum comes and we will talk rubbish for the rest of the weekend. Tonight, solitude and kittens are all I can bear. Ralik and Surya, otherwise known as fathead and pinhead, are ruining my attempts to be contemplative. Maybe later I will write a story, but I don't think so. Instead, I am going to launch into one of my pointless and inconclusive ramblings. On my lj, I refuse to feel the pressure to make sense or be entertaining to any other than myself, but just to spare you, I will use the cut:

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