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[oi_theoi]

Who: whomever
When: Day 74, mid-mornings
Where: wherever
What:

[Don't you have some last minute deage antics to do? Also mingling, or something.]

Comments

[untempered]

Good morning. Is the book good?

[hyanaimne]

Mm, it is not bad.

[shifts over so he can join her if he likes]

[untempered]

[sits down next to her, then]

It's a shame there isn't more of a selection in here.

[hyanaimne]

Mm . . . perhaps that will change.

[untempered]

One can hope. I'm working on a book myself, but it takes time.

[hyanaimne]

. . . I do not think I have the patience for that.

[untempered]

It... does take a lot of that, yes. I may honestly be at it for years, at the rate I write.

[hyanaimne]

I suppose it isn't so bad if you are enjoying it . . .

[untempered]

"Enjoying" is a very strong word.

[hyanaimne]

I use it very loosely.

[untempered]

Ah, good.

[hyanaimne]

[settles back a bit, sighing]

You did not run into any trouble yesterday, did you?

[untempered]

[huff]

No, but I was utterly convinced I would.

[hyanaimne]

I did not think I would, surprisingly . . .

[untempered]

You probably spoke to more sensible people than I did.

[hyanaimne]

[snorts]

I would not go that far, but I was rarely by myself.

[untempered]

That's probably a good thing, you know.

[hyanaimne]

. . . mm. I enjoyed myself.

[untempered]

That's good.

[hyanaimne]

Mmm . . .

[untempered]

But?

[hyanaimne]

. . . I was a very different person as a child.

[untempered]

Not something you wished to revisit?

[hyanaimne]

Not really, no.

[untempered]

Don't worry. You're not the only one who feels that way.