Re: Jack/Leena
So the jury is out on shit-status, but at least one needs to relax. Have you told him? You could probably get away with blunt honesty with this family of yours that you don't know. Unless you already have. Is it all brothers? No sisters? Is that difficult with the [...] men thing? Or don't they count?
Oh, okay. I thought I'd ask. It's none of my business whether it is or isn't, but I'm nosy.
I think I was into self-sabotage when I moved into this town. From the looks of it, my life isn't particularly great. I was in love with someone who was definitely not in love with me, I didn't talk to my brother often, I grow up to be an addict, and I was working on a stupid paper. Apparently I grow up and have a dead wife and that and the addict thing is the self-sabotage shame-spiral. I don't know, it's not the most enticing prospect to grow up into. Can you remind me, when I'm old, Mallory? That I need to actually write.
Deer aren't people, even if they eat cabbage. They can't plant it, the hooves would get in the way. And some people do eat snails and they are delicious. I've been to France. Mussels are better though. Please save the deer from cabbage and brussel sprouts and I'm pretty sure they're vegetarian. [...] Why's it morose? The feeding tube thing? Mallory, I already know you tried to die. It probably matters a lot to you, but it doesn't to me. In the nicest possible sense, you know? I like you, I'm not bothered by references to feeding tubes. Although if you're hungry, you should eat. Just not cabbage. That's not worth eating.
Mostly? What did I do, Mallory, to be denied the full gladness?
Ah, yes. Real world versus virtual. I can see the rationale. And horse-back riding is incredible. Why haven't you given it a go yet?