Finally got myself a bit of time to sit and think, somethin’ I don’t get to do as much as I should, but it ain’t exactly by accident.  Thinkin’ always leads backwards and there’s nothing back that way.  Only forward, always forward.
Things have been moving along, some faster than others, but moving.  Been, “putting myself out there†as they say.  Actually, you know what, reading that after I wrote it, I don’t think I’ll say that.  Makes it sound like I’m sellin’ myself on a street corner in Ul’Dah or, worse, one of them fellows that sits around a bar givin’ the creepy eye to women that clearly want nothing to do with him.  So, let’s see, I’ve been trying to give a damn about people around me.  That works.
Some folks, it’s really easy, others…. Well, they’re others.  Most of the folks from Ren are easy enough to speak with, Yuoriey is as well, maybe even too easy.  Also there’s a few  from a new position I’ve taken as an instructor in the Eorzean Garden.  Many are instructors like myself, the rest are students.  Kids really, eighteen and under come to learn various skills.  We’ll see how well it goes, I’ve my first class this comin’ week. Â
Lot of Domans and others from Othard in the Garden. I don’t know why it makes my uncomfortable.  Hearing the old tongue from my youth, the mannerisms, the culture.  Too many bad memories with the good, mayhap?
Speakin’ of memories, I shared some with Yuoriey.  We all had ugly hit us during the Calamity, myself included and when I told her some, she shut down.  So much so, the next time I saw her, she didn’t remember it.  Whatever happened to her, I think it broke part of her. She’s a bit flighty and silly minded, but not stupid or slow.  I can see why people might think that but, people are shallow creatures and don’t look much below what’s right in front of them.
Anyroad, she told me a story about  knotted bracelet and two girls that were separated and found each other years later still wearin’ them. “Forget my knotsâ€, she called them.  She has two and gave me two as well that she had made herself.  I was actually touched by the gesture.  I hadn’t gotten a gift that weren’t a bonus or a tip for my work in near six years now.   Though, inline with the story, I gave he one back to wear.  Like her story she loved to much about the two girls that never forgot each other.
Of course it weren’t until later layin’ in bed at about one in the morn that I realized her two bracelets were likely for her parents and my two were for…  I’m glad I gave her the one though, even still.  She’s a sweet woman, smart too, and since meeting her I’ve noticed a change, read above to figure out what that might be.
Bah, women, right?  Only creatures what can get in a man’s head and one up a parasite on how deep they can dig in.
Fool, horrible, beautifully amazing things.
Alright, that’s about it for now, ain’t much else I feel like goin’ over at the moment.  Take care.
Things have been moving along, some faster than others, but moving.  Been, “putting myself out there†as they say.  Actually, you know what, reading that after I wrote it, I don’t think I’ll say that.  Makes it sound like I’m sellin’ myself on a street corner in Ul’Dah or, worse, one of them fellows that sits around a bar givin’ the creepy eye to women that clearly want nothing to do with him.  So, let’s see, I’ve been trying to give a damn about people around me.  That works.
Some folks, it’s really easy, others…. Well, they’re others.  Most of the folks from Ren are easy enough to speak with, Yuoriey is as well, maybe even too easy.  Also there’s a few  from a new position I’ve taken as an instructor in the Eorzean Garden.  Many are instructors like myself, the rest are students.  Kids really, eighteen and under come to learn various skills.  We’ll see how well it goes, I’ve my first class this comin’ week. Â
Lot of Domans and others from Othard in the Garden. I don’t know why it makes my uncomfortable.  Hearing the old tongue from my youth, the mannerisms, the culture.  Too many bad memories with the good, mayhap?
Speakin’ of memories, I shared some with Yuoriey.  We all had ugly hit us during the Calamity, myself included and when I told her some, she shut down.  So much so, the next time I saw her, she didn’t remember it.  Whatever happened to her, I think it broke part of her. She’s a bit flighty and silly minded, but not stupid or slow.  I can see why people might think that but, people are shallow creatures and don’t look much below what’s right in front of them.
Anyroad, she told me a story about  knotted bracelet and two girls that were separated and found each other years later still wearin’ them. “Forget my knotsâ€, she called them.  She has two and gave me two as well that she had made herself.  I was actually touched by the gesture.  I hadn’t gotten a gift that weren’t a bonus or a tip for my work in near six years now.   Though, inline with the story, I gave he one back to wear.  Like her story she loved to much about the two girls that never forgot each other.
Of course it weren’t until later layin’ in bed at about one in the morn that I realized her two bracelets were likely for her parents and my two were for…  I’m glad I gave her the one though, even still.  She’s a sweet woman, smart too, and since meeting her I’ve noticed a change, read above to figure out what that might be.
Bah, women, right?  Only creatures what can get in a man’s head and one up a parasite on how deep they can dig in.
Fool, horrible, beautifully amazing things.
Alright, that’s about it for now, ain’t much else I feel like goin’ over at the moment.  Take care.
