livingmyths: (Thoughtful grey)
livingmyths ([personal profile] livingmyths) wrote2008-08-18 11:32 am

015: Strange Dreams

What happened to the weekend?

I... I think perhaps I was sick. I can't really remember anything after Friday night except some very odd dreams. And even they are pretty fuzzy and far-away.

Maybe I just slept in my corner in the library all weekend somehow? I still feel a little off-balance and uncertain of myself.

Mr. Stark - I mean, Tony - I am sorry I did not show up for my job this weekend. I'm terribly sorry and I'll work twice as hard this week to make up for it.

Was there anything else I failed to do for anyone? Please let me know and I'll try and fix it.


[ooc: Rain doesn't remember being cursed. Her brain, broken though it is, is kind enough to keep that from her.]

[identity profile] morethanasuit.livejournal.com 2008-08-22 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Despair feels like nothing though, and that's even worse.

[identity profile] livingmyths.livejournal.com 2008-08-22 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
Despair hurts, too, but hope... It always seems to be followed by despair - up and down until I feel sick and panicky.

[identity profile] morethanasuit.livejournal.com 2008-08-22 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
Who says it's not despair that's followed by hope?

[identity profile] livingmyths.livejournal.com 2008-08-22 12:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Because eventually there is no more hope and you feel like a stupid fool.

[identity profile] morethanasuit.livejournal.com 2008-08-23 09:15 am (UTC)(link)
There's always hope, Rain.
Edited 2008-08-23 09:15 (UTC)

[identity profile] livingmyths.livejournal.com 2008-08-23 01:04 pm (UTC)(link)
I try to believe that. It's easier to hope for other people than for me.