as i was typing that, pearl came into the office.
i am a puzzlement. such stuff goes on in me as i can barely follow myself. sometimes can't. not really, or not in real time.
reminds me a little how i'm still trying to sort my reactions to lorrel's use of "m.o." at first i only knew it set something off in me. that's an important thing to notice and take some reckoning of, i figure.
to be waylaid and taken over at the drop of a hat is quite possibly a sign of addiction.
wait here we go
nothing against the marginal, but
here we go.