Ursula

Ursula: "Did you just say 'love'?"
Mom: [alarmed] "No..."
Ursula: "You're right..."
Mom: "Ursula..."
Ursula: "I love him! I'm out of here."
Mom: "Ursula! You can't love him! Arthur, say something!"
Dad: "Be careful out there, honey."
- "George Of The Jungle"

To thine own self...

From here on out, for the next few years, I'm only posting bits of fiction here. Maybe complete works, but mostly snippets. Feel free to discuss, though. Feedback appreciated.

Schroedinger's student

Currently I'm in that bizzare land between accepted (almost a certainty) and not presently enrolled. Next semester I won't be bringing home half as much student aid, so I better make up for it with income.

No stress though.

Job prospect...

One of the local businesses has an opening for an intern. The pay is absolutely miserable, but it's working directly with/for the CEO of a publishing company. If I'm to have any sort of job in that industry, I could definitely do worse.

The chief magazine they publish is about yarn, or crafts, or crafts with yarn. I'm not thrilled about the subject matter either, but I'd hardly have anything to do with it.

Religion, an on-going thing...

The other day I brought up the hypocrisy that Christians in my area growing up seemed to embody. Like they were avatars of Juno. There was a lot of it, but this didn't seem to phase my wife.

So, here I am, reading the bible nightly with her now. It feels good. I don't have the tranquility I did a few days ago, but sitting with her and talking feels like home. I really need the comfort right now.

P.S. I'm earnest about the learning element of this. The Mrs. says that I should've done this first, and I'm trying hard to just take her hand and leap. So far it's working out pretty well.

Today...

I'm absolutely terrified of losing my wife. I know I've been closer than this recently, and we've made some good progress, but there's this gut-wrenching feeling that my world is going to be torn apart any second now.

I'm just scared.