I can't believe Solstice is the day after tomorrow. I totally missed the Long Dark part of the year. I do remember Samhain. And then everything else is a blur. So much for a time of turning inward, reflection, navel-gazing.
No, wait. I've done a heap of navel-gazing. All about icky stuff. Samhain sparked some rather unpleasant mental circles about questions of infidelity. Getting a tattoo made me think about motherhood. Being sick made me think too many tangled thoughts about submission.
Maybe I should be relieved the Long Dark is officially over, instead of regretting not having -more- time to think. Then again, maybe I'd have worked through a few of those things, if I had more time. Then again, maybe there is no "being done thinking about that" on some things, for me anyway...
It's also almost that Resolution time of year -- I was toying with resolving to write that novel I've always meant to write. But I think it might be more realistic to resolve to finish my Master's Degree instead. ;) Despite the Incompletes, I'm still on schedule to graduate/finish sometime between August and December 2004, depending on what classes they offer when.
Finally, I do apologize for how personal this LJ has ended up being. When I started it, I thought it'd be mostly fangirly squeeing, but it's turned out to replace my actual journal and has ended up being mostly personal babbling. People should always feel free to unfriend me, as I'm rarely talking about fannish stuff anymore. I won't take it personally or curse your house for the next 3 generations. :)
Should anyone care, my squeeing fangirly response to ROTK is posted at Cant . And if anyone is interested in what