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Jan. 12th, 2016 10:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeDay Two of the Post-Bowie world. And no, it doesn't feel markedly different, but there's still this raw place like where a tooth used to be that I keep poking and then flinching away from. I'm not unhappy with any aspect of his death (and there's not much I could or am entitled to do about it if I was) but the fact of it still doesn't seem real or possible or appropriate. It's not appropriate for him to be gone. He was an immortal alien being. Like Lorien. Or a much kinder, at peace Jack Harkness.
I'm sad. But I'm not crying spontaneously and uncontrollably because of small things anymore, so that's good.
And it's funny. To think that, going by what he's said and how he lived his life, that he'd approve of Courtesan School and what we're doing. Both in a ha-ha are you nuts you small person he didn't even know, and in a huh that's a nice coincidence way. I'm going to stick with it's a nice coincidence, because letting your freak flag fly is a good thing to do when you're combining it with being kind and doing things that make you healthy and happy, and that's definitely one of the things he was much about.
Today is a profoundly sleepy day. Given that I was up till about 3 sporadically waking up with coughing, it's not like i don't know why I'm sleepy, but that doesn't make it any less inconvenient. I'm at least getting stuff done and checking things in, and I got some of this Shakespeare fuckery I suddenly got involved in done. And a plan for the blog was made and posted, as well as a plan for the bookery end of it. But beyond that I don't know how much I'm going to get done before I go home and either ingest a huge quantity of sugar cookies or have a nap. Or both. Both is good.
I'm sad. But I'm not crying spontaneously and uncontrollably because of small things anymore, so that's good.
And it's funny. To think that, going by what he's said and how he lived his life, that he'd approve of Courtesan School and what we're doing. Both in a ha-ha are you nuts you small person he didn't even know, and in a huh that's a nice coincidence way. I'm going to stick with it's a nice coincidence, because letting your freak flag fly is a good thing to do when you're combining it with being kind and doing things that make you healthy and happy, and that's definitely one of the things he was much about.
Today is a profoundly sleepy day. Given that I was up till about 3 sporadically waking up with coughing, it's not like i don't know why I'm sleepy, but that doesn't make it any less inconvenient. I'm at least getting stuff done and checking things in, and I got some of this Shakespeare fuckery I suddenly got involved in done. And a plan for the blog was made and posted, as well as a plan for the bookery end of it. But beyond that I don't know how much I'm going to get done before I go home and either ingest a huge quantity of sugar cookies or have a nap. Or both. Both is good.