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Nov. 16th, 2008 12:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
makes_you_tickThank you to everyone who calmed me down yesterday. I apologize for my outburst, and I'm relieved to note that I didn't end up hurting anyone. Of course I had to reawaken on a curse day.
I'm back, for those few who might have wanted my assistance at the shop. And Doctor Sahl? I think I'll take you up on that offer to look at the hospital equipment today, if it's still open. Thank you for your kindness yesterday.
[Private to Mohinder]
No story today, sadly. I'm still reeling from the past few days. Thank you for keeping merelatively sane from making any rash moves. I'm sorry I missed your birthday, but- well, I imagine my non-existence was present enough.
[Private (but viewable to Angela)]
I feel wrong. I've never felt like there was anything wrong with me before, but now I feel broken and wrong. Like I'm missing a battery, or a heart. Maybe that's just how it feels when it lies in your chest and doesn't beat. It was stupid of me to let Peter do that- I knew my death would be an option. I just didn't know I'd feel like this if it happened.
The ghost of a heartbeat ticks in time with the City clock. It's all I have, so my mind clings to it. I wonder if there's any way to connect to it more. I wish I could hear it like I used to
I hope this will be like a fallen tooth, something I can't help but run my tongue over and over again, but eventually fading to normality. From what Eden described to me, that's likely. I'll get used to it.
I'm back, for those few who might have wanted my assistance at the shop. And Doctor Sahl? I think I'll take you up on that offer to look at the hospital equipment today, if it's still open. Thank you for your kindness yesterday.
[Private to Mohinder]
No story today, sadly. I'm still reeling from the past few days. Thank you for keeping me
[Private (but viewable to Angela)]
I feel wrong. I've never felt like there was anything wrong with me before, but now I feel broken and wrong. Like I'm missing a battery, or a heart. Maybe that's just how it feels when it lies in your chest and doesn't beat. It was stupid of me to let Peter do that- I knew my death would be an option. I just didn't know I'd feel like this if it happened.
The ghost of a heartbeat ticks in time with the City clock. It's all I have, so my mind clings to it. I wonder if there's any way to connect to it more. I wish I could hear it like I used to
I hope this will be like a fallen tooth, something I can't help but run my tongue over and over again, but eventually fading to normality. From what Eden described to me, that's likely. I'll get used to it.
