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Week has not been as long or as hard as weeks previous, thank Crom. I made it in one piece, though there was more grief and weeping in this week than in those others. I'm feeling like a lightning rod for calamity, except that the fucking lightning keeps missing and hitting my loved ones.
Talked to James yesterday. He's doing as well as anyone can in his situation.
Talked to the Indomitable R via email. She should be in Nevada by now with her stepfather and mother. Her stepfather should be released from the hospital by now, but really, it's all just a waiting game now. They're on Death Watch.
There's more. But that's enough to list.
I was at work, stupidly wondering why I was so depressed till I wrote a list of everything that was going south and it took a whole damn page. At which point, I felt strangely better. It's not crazy that I feel this way. Life's intense right now.
But even so, there are joys. My Mouse has been a great comfort to me, though she got sick last night with a fever. We cuddled in the bath last night and just in general clung to each other. She feels the sorrow in the house and doesn't understand it. As a result, I've been taking a lot of time to sit with her and do things she wants. Lots of Toy Story 2 and tea parties and playing with her baby doll.
For everyone who has had a kind word or spent time taking our minds off of our current troubles, thank you. It's helped more than you know.
Time to go. The Mouse needs me.