"if I cannot bring you comfort/then at least I bring you hope..."

[shadesong]

It's the first real sign of the changing of the season... my chai today is hot, not cold.

It is Thursday. Happy Thursday! And though I was worried about whether I'd be able to slip into the proper mindset to write the Purges tonight, I'm no longer concerned... bits of it have been slipping into my head all morning.

Cute Elayna moment last night... on the way home, she asked if anyone would be coming over that night. I said no. Later, after dinner, she asked *again*. I said, "No... why? Did you want people to come over?" And she replied, "Well, yeah... I *like* it when people come over!"

She gets this from me. Her father was not social. He allowed himself to be dragged along as part of a group, but he never deliberately surrounded himself with people; he was just as happy, if not happier, being totally alone. I was smitten with him at first sight, but I didn't hear his voice until I'd been following him and his group around for hours. Very unlike me. :)

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[songwind.livejournal.com]

*nod* I've started making hot tea for myself in the mornings now.

Speaking of which, I brought Liquid Bubblegum this morning (peppermint tea)...

*scampers off to the breakroom*

[stevenglassman.livejournal.com]

"if I cannot bring you comfort/then at least I bring you hope..."

Whoa. I've been humming this song for the past two days inclusive.