Cecilia J. Caldwell (![]() ![]() @ 2009-04-07 10:55:00 |
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Entry tags: | cecilia caldwell, michael madison |
..gathering thoughts.. {for Mike}
It's Tuesday evening and Cecilia is working, somehow managing to drag herself through her evening shift with something like grace. The last several days have been strange, to say the least, and Cecilia hasn't been sleeping well at all. But it hasn't been all bad -- she is feeling strangely calm and centered for all of the poor sleep and bad dreams. She's tired and energized at the same time, and she doesn't really know what to make of that.
Right now, she's deep in the stacks, weeding out reference books and pulling a few that could be repaired. She appears to be working intently, in part to keep her mind off of the interpersonal events of the last few days. The less she thinks about that at work, the better. She's hoping the library assistant and circulation girls will wrangle most of the simple questions so that she can get a bit of time to focus.
Though it's true, too, that she can't keep her mind turned away from that growing sense of a second self. And it's true that she's having trouble sorting through which self is which. And the names that are idling in her mind won't quite go away. (And she keeps hearing herself say the things she said to Gaheris, knowing that she said them, and somehow feeling they needed to be said.) She's sorting over all of this while trying to look busy.