It got really cold in Auckland this morning. For summer at least it's early March and the temperature was something akin to late April. Then it warmed up again later. I guess...it matches the mood. For every victory there is another person to grieve.
R.I.P. Jeff. You were like a brother to me. You got Chester and I together, you helped me in my times of trial. You stayed under my roof, walked through these halls, stood in this kitchen and chatted with me and Cheska and Chester while we all made dinner together.
That's another bracelet to add to my wrist.
Stella is getting better. She actually introduced herself to our workmates as Stella, so I assume that's what she wants to be called now. She's never going to go back to being the Nice Girl she was once (apparently) but she's picking up the pieces, and that's the best we can ask from her at the moment. Healing takes time. But at least now you can show her some kind of compassion without her going ballistic.
She actually laughed, today. Chester tripped over Cassy and went sprawling and she laughed. Then we both looked at her like "WAIT WHAT WHOA" and she insisted she was coughing. Maybe, maybe not, Stella.
Chester has something to say on the subject of Slenderstalked couples. "There's nothing like an Eldritch Abomination stalking you to foster romance."
That may possibly be true. The threat of dying or going insane or the other person dying or going insane makes you take action. If you wait, it might be too late.
Stella also asked me "What is love?" earlier. I couldn't answer her. She was sitting there all serious, asking me "What is love?" and I just went "What are you, a robot?" and cracked up laughing.
Here's your answer, Stella.
Love is a complex, amorphous and many-legged thing. It hurts people and it heals people. It can be a force for good or evil. It can be like an earthquake and come out of nowhere and knock you off your feet or be like the movement of continents, something so gradual you barely notice it's progression. It's different for everyone, so you don't have to listen to a word I say on the matter because I've only been there once and I'm not you anyway.
I am dog tired, so I'm going to bed. Yay for half-awake rantings!