The match to you, Claire. I'm staying at a hospital, but they say that I might be able to go home tomorrow or the day after. They say a lot of things like that, though.
I think I have always been a cynic. If I wasn't, it was only as long as I was able to avoid noticing the nature of my parents, who are, as you said, old money, and powerful, and never satisfied with either.
You speak about both your parents by appellation, but not this new family member. A sibling, I surmise?
My mind is not right for poetry. I worry I would misquote it, and I've none of my books, a fact that is driving me absolutely mad. I can't return the pretty words, and I feel as if I should do a better job at apologizing if my patterns were quite so obvious as you say, but I can't think of a way to do that, either. What was it you said in an earlier email? Writer's block? Perhaps.