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xp_communication2004-03-16 04:48 am
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Email to Amanda
(Sent very, very early this morning...)
To: Sefton, Amanda
From: Dayspring, Nathan
Subject: insomnia... such fun...
Things look different at this hour, and not in the good way. I'm sitting in bed composing this email (Moira's sound asleep beside me), and my hands are shaking so hard I'm having trouble typing. I hope you don't mind the email - I just need to concentrate on the here and now. But I don't want to wake Moira up just in case she sees what's in my head.
I didn't tell you that, did I? That she and I wound up with the beginnings of a psi-link after what happened with Manuel last weekend. It was all her, too. I was sprawled on the floor doing my best impression of a psychotic break and she hauled me back by sheer force of will. Yes, this is the woman who's decided to make your welfare one of her priorities. Speaking from seven years of experience, I'd be a little alarmed too.
This whole 'one step forward, two steps back' routine I seem to be stuck on lately seems even worse, trying to look at it objectively when the whole world's dark and I'm afraid to try and go back to sleep. I suspect it's a bad thing to try and analyze your life at four in the morning. All you wind up doing is scaring yourself.
On a lighter note (because there had better be at least one in this letter) did you have to tell Moira about the monkeys? That was an awkward conversation...
Nate
To: Sefton, Amanda
From: Dayspring, Nathan
Subject: insomnia... such fun...
Things look different at this hour, and not in the good way. I'm sitting in bed composing this email (Moira's sound asleep beside me), and my hands are shaking so hard I'm having trouble typing. I hope you don't mind the email - I just need to concentrate on the here and now. But I don't want to wake Moira up just in case she sees what's in my head.
I didn't tell you that, did I? That she and I wound up with the beginnings of a psi-link after what happened with Manuel last weekend. It was all her, too. I was sprawled on the floor doing my best impression of a psychotic break and she hauled me back by sheer force of will. Yes, this is the woman who's decided to make your welfare one of her priorities. Speaking from seven years of experience, I'd be a little alarmed too.
This whole 'one step forward, two steps back' routine I seem to be stuck on lately seems even worse, trying to look at it objectively when the whole world's dark and I'm afraid to try and go back to sleep. I suspect it's a bad thing to try and analyze your life at four in the morning. All you wind up doing is scaring yourself.
On a lighter note (because there had better be at least one in this letter) did you have to tell Moira about the monkeys? That was an awkward conversation...
Nate