a touch of melancholy

for context:

* “Elegy, Ten Years Too Late”:http://www.yarinareth.net/caveatlector/archive/week_2003_11_30.html#e002420
* “True Gifts”:http://weblog.burningbird.net/fires/connecting/true_gifts.htm

I was going to write something after reading those two, about how they connected in my brain, about the difficult week just past, about writing (discovering selfishness in my protagonist, depression in her beloved mentor), about my sister and her birthday.

but it’s not gelling now. maybe later?