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Monday, November 15, 2004

Emotions In Motion

Funny thing about divorce. You get so used to someone being around, even if you weren't particularly close. The house seems somewhat empty at times. It's not a round the clock kind of thing, just every now and again it seems so ... quiet. It's not the kind of quiet you can turn on the TV against or blast a radio to push aside. It's a different kind of quiet. A lonely kind of quiet.

I guess with all that's been going on, my emotions lately are a bit helter-skelter (as I'm sure you've picked up if you've been reading along with this journal). Don't get me wrong! It's not all bad ... but it's not all good either. There are days when you're lucky enough to walk that thin gray line between. There's definitely been little to no consistency, that's for certain. And there's a lot to be said for consistency. It's also kind of contagious I think. I really don't know too many people who's lives aren't in flux currently. I'd like a couple of days where things were mellow ... a couple of days in a row that is. My Lady Love believes I need a vacation. I think she might be right.

I saw M. today, which shouldn't be too much a surprise as she works at Barnes & Noble. She's a girl I liked quite a bit, not specifically in that "I want to date" kind of way, but there was some interest on my part I believe. I think I freaked her out one night by being a little forthcoming. My approach has always been better to be honest upfront. Guess that doesn't work for everyone! Ha! Anyway, I turned around from the Cafe counter and saw her riding up the escalator. She looked hard for a second, as though she couldn't believe it was me, we both waved a bit awkwardly and then she immediately turned around. I half-believed she'd come on down the other side, you know, just to say hi, but she didn't. Guess I scared that one pretty good! ;) It was an odd, clumsy moment I won't soon forget.

B&N didn't appear to be that busy, but it would seem nearly everyone there was at the Cafe, so it was tricky to find a seat. I managed to swipe one the moment someone walked away, though it was alongside the isle near the magazines, a pretty busy location. Still, I managed to do some good work during the time I was there. 1,790 words. Chapter Seven has been finished and I'll start Chapter Eight tomorrow. Chapter Eight is the last in this section of the book. So once that one's complete, I'll need to create a new outline for Part III.

Chapter Seven - "Displaced"
As stated above, this chapter was finished this afternoon and Brendan and Alexa are growing closer, but only because Brendan is too polite for his own good. He recognizes something is more than a little off-beat about his new friend, but doesn't yet realize the trouble he's in for. Ha! Do we ever?

Page Count: 156
Word Count: 35,102


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