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chronicpaint) wrote2007-11-06 10:20 am
chronicpaint) wrote2007-11-06 10:20 am
Aaahhh
The sun peeked around the building across the street and is shining on my desk. There's a patch of warm light across the back of my hand.
Last night,zero_gravity and I didn't get any writing done, but we just talked for a couple of hours; about Doctor Who, about stories and TV and the writer's strike and just anything that crossed our minds. I really needed it. Not that any great problems were solved, but I'm that specific type of anomaly, the introvert who craves social interaction; what I like to call conversation as a contact sport. That free form chase from idea to idea, shallow to deep and back again. She pushes my brain and makes me laugh and I really needed that yesterday.
Last night,
zero_gravity and I didn't get any writing done, but we just talked for a couple of hours; about Doctor Who, about stories and TV and the writer's strike and just anything that crossed our minds. I really needed it. Not that any great problems were solved, but I'm that specific type of anomaly, the introvert who craves social interaction; what I like to call conversation as a contact sport. That free form chase from idea to idea, shallow to deep and back again. She pushes my brain and makes me laugh and I really needed that yesterday.