And then I say stuff like that and I do sound crazy.
I got Calle a little hooked on Lost Girl with me. It's a terrible show. If it wasn't for Dyson, I don't think I would've kept watching, but I've emotionally invested in his character (& vests). I feel like it's Angel on steroids with a lot more sex. Like I need that in my brain.
I am using the show to escape the present. The magic & myth of it fascinate me. I like that humanity is capable of creating so much in the way of additional ideas/characters/creatures/myth. I get it. We want to explain & explore. Sometimes we just wish there was something extra to us. That we were somehow more magical or had more of a gift.
Sometimes we just don't feel terribly extraordinary despite (as Neil Gaiman says) the secret worlds within us.
I like the idea of being able to charm anyone or create desire or whatever. It appeals to me because I struggle to find my own magic to make me appealing.
I find this especially appealing when suddenly silence rings louder than words & I begin to doubt my importance in someone else's life/heart/friendship. It frustrates me. I'd adore the ability to touch someone and for them to tell me the truth about whatever I ask. Or to be able to read peoples' feelings for each other.
I just wish I understood. Because, like so many nights lately, I'm just wondering what's going on.
I'll move in a couple months (Lord willing) & then what? Will what I've created matter here?
You know why it's hard to put down roots? Because if I do, everyone can keep moving on without me and I'll get left behind. I move from place to place because when I get close to putting down roots, my world shifts & everything I want to build breaks apart. It's hard to put down roots in the desert.
Maybe this is my 40 years in the wilderness. The only problem is, either I'm blind or my pillar of cloud/fire is gone.
I'm tired of feeling like I'm too much, but also not enough. I'd like to say this is just a dry spell, but I don't know.
Favorite things of this very moment (1:33 AM EST):
• Dyson (& his vests)
• Calle giving me sweet Bo hair (now I just need to figure out how to do it myself)
• That I actually feel tired
• X-men movies
• Memory foam mattress pad
• My fan
• Knowing I'm less than 2 weeks from going home