Enjolras isn't a statue, really (solo_patria) wrote in valarnet, @ 2013-04-13 00:47:00 |
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Current mood: | contemplative |
((The rest of the text and a translation of what's up there)):
So many things here in this new life have begun to fascinate me as I am taking part in it. Not the least is my knowledge of many things that I have not experienced or even known about where I belong at home. I can, and have been working on the computing machine but it feels truer to simply write and share an image of it instead. That certainly is strange to say the least.
Also among these strange new things is my relationship with my parents who are so different in this life that I could scarce believe the conversation that we held over a meal tonight. I am used to fighting, to struggling against their wishes and all that they represent, but here, among these parents, we were able to hold an interesting and comfortable enough conversation on the topics of what I might look to next in this life, and the type of work that les amis have done here so far, and how we might continue working toward that next level.
I am surprised how well they understand and took the news that I have retained memories of a previous existence here, and that they are not a part of it. They have treated it with respect and understanding and do not force me, as they never have, to be something that I am not. I am lucky in this regard. So many others would be thought mad in my position, but here I am managing and they are willing to look to that, to understand and not condemn me, nor try to force me into treatment for what is not a problem but some extra experiences that may, if I can control the worst of this, lead to greater understanding and work in here. I am working on, and learning, the ways to function in this modern world, but thus far, some things of the past still remain a comfort, thus this ink and paper that was procured for me tonight on the way home.
We all make adaptations though we do not wish to, and if, for the moment, perhaps, forever, I am stuck, I would be comfortable as possible while I try to adjust and reawaken the parts of my mind that have carried me through life until this year. By combining the both of them, perhaps we can do something great again...