Spent two nights down at Eatonville. I’m sick still, from a week ago. Still, I’m too stubborn to stay in. The new Christmas bike is done, except for the tires that UPS is holding hostage. I’ve got some road tires on it until them. Spent most of yesterday napping, reading, and talking to Mom.

There is little logic or sanity in having such a strong emotional connection to someone not in your life. While I brush off judgements sometimes by labelling myself a romantic, I have no faith in destiny of any sort. J and I were discussing my fathers sense of duty recently and while I have responsibility I don’t feel I have duty to anyone. Love, feels like seeing her happy. Where do those two meet? Do they usually? Do they with my lineage?