here today

 

I do like an Out.

There is a party on friday and me being me I will go and me being me I will leave early or stay late depending on the wine.  I was given an Out and I appreciate a good Out, handed to me gracefully by the hostess my charming mermaid friend who is there if I need to Talk or there if I need to go into the cave for a bit. safe in the darkness you know.

had such an odd dream involving a large robot, rescuing Ben, hiding in a futuristic apartment for a year until all was clear (see, the bad guys, they were after Ben and I had set up this apartment to be a safe house - set it up years ago in a very organized and satisfyingly virgo South Node way - I mean you would not believe the systems I had constructed for controlling the flow of mail & fresh produce) and so on.  I also shot at children during one of the chase scenes while reassuring ben that they weren't really children, just a mirage. 

I'm not sure that was true.  But he believed me.

Me being me I will go to the party and leave or stay.  Ben being Ben he will go to the party and like everyone and they will like him and for one night we will be on the same team though since LA we have been warily circling each other wondering why our jerseys match when we are headed such different places. 

I am worn out from my dream of robots and rescues and the safe house.  what does it mean?  Why we were running?  Why so many canned goods? 

And I am worn out from all the rest of it.  But me being me I will go to the party and me being me Ben will say something and I will laugh and soon enough we'll be us again. 

soon enough.

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