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[florescences]

i only know about it through osmosis..... how much clown trauma

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[florescences]

Your imagination is going to get you in trouble.

[ it's teasing even if she knows that's a dark thought. no one likes another death, elysia included. ]

I was thinking since it's in the meadow.... something must have been buried. Or... they tried to make pitfalls.

[gutterbound]

It's more my mouth that does, but I suppose my brain helps on occasion.

[Ditto here. It's easier to keep the motor running on autopilot, sling shit and sit back in your thoughts.]

I sure hope so. Though is there enough time in one night to dig more than one?

[florescences]

They both don't help you now and again. Sometimes, they do.

[ she wants to be someone to support and push people forward, among other things. ]

It depends on how deep the holes are, but I won't set my mind to think that's what these holes are. I'll need more energy for tomorrow.

[gutterbound]

You are a fountain of ceaseless positivity, Miss Els. [So speaks Johnny Carson. He mimes holding a microphone out for her, even if that's not quite the format of a late night talk show.] Just how does a gal like you keep it all so upbeat? Me and the boys are taking bets: is it a good Christian upbringing, or does it come in a blister pack at the corner pharmacy?

[Regardless.]

You and me both. I'm not half so wiped as I was last week but I'm still not up to my usual median. And that's discounting the mental blow.

Would you like a nightcap? Something to pave the road to slumberland?

[florescences]

Your impressions will never get old. I don't know how to be anything other than myself, but maybe I can try to bottle it up someday.

[ a joke. that's not something she should do, even if she could. ]

We could both use it.

[ she's more of a social drinker than anything, but whatever, they're all dead. ]