unsettled blown cherry to-night too many nights 021107 ... stoic yesterday i felt content today i do not. i have unfinshed work outstanding. i am lethargic. . 040114 ... eatpaper run my hand through. run it through again. you're still breathing right? can i ruffle your feathers? 040114 ... tender_square she stabbed a forkful of hash browns and raised them toward her mouth. “i mean, are you going to tell your sister what’s happening…” she asked. she didn’t want to use the word ‘divorce’ again, not when she sensed he was trying to talk her out of it. “with what?” he considered a moment and moved his back and forth hand along an invisible line that went between them, across the table. “about the fact that we’re having a trial separation.” “why would i tell her when it’s unsettled?” she nearly choked on the mouthful she was chewing. this is what she was afraid of, his selective listening, his hope. “i am worried that you’re not going to tell anyone,” she began. “i even talked to my therapist about it last week, wondering if i should message her and she said that example is one of the ways in which i feel responsible for you.” “if i need someone next week, i will reach out to her,” he assured her. “but for now i see no reason to.” 220912 what's it to you? who go blather from