a journal entry from Their First Winter here, 2012 I notice the little Goat has 5 legs, the old lizard woman has two tails.
from last night, Their 3rd Winter here. 11/25/2014
More words later, maybe. Want to say something about my Conflicted Selves.
OK…HERE IT IS , "LATER", and i have been thinking about all this all day while Just Going, and
I want to say that i really don't like bringing any inner turmoil here. I try not to. There is no good to it because it almost always passes in a day, even. But soon. Here tho i have a kind of chronic conflict…..the Urge to participate in my immediate community and the Urge to remain very solitary. I think all this rose up because of Betty's Memorial. There were maybe a hundred people there, most of whom i knew. And when i thought about all of them, this Community, where i live, i could see so many ways that i was NOT participating. There's no good to mulling through all that in any detail, but just to say I DON'T. And then the little things rose up about Community and gave me Pause. Why don't I? Things might be Easier, there might be More if i did. And i had to take some time to think about that. That the reason why things are how they are is because of my Choice. That Choice to remain solitary and really, hidden in a certain way.
Well, this is not working out very well, this writing about things. So i am just going to make a cross reference on the rolodex under K for known and H for hidden. That will do for now.
And i haven't responded to comments very well in a little while, so tomorrow i really want to go back and do that. Tomorrow.


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