22.10.2025 (1): Next Town Over
Oct. 22nd, 2025 09:20 pmStrange that I feel so different: I am only in the next town over. I could go home tomorrow if I wanted. I had a wonderful day today, filled with lots of walking and little kindnesses from people. I feel full. But maybe because this is the town where I had a long relationship with someone, something is still missing.
I'm diverting a bit from my other WIPs to write about loss. Very scant and trivial - definitely - but a bit of loss still. I bought The Philosopher's Pupil by Iris Murdoch, which I can already tell is going to be a strange book (when I get around to reading it). My writing is coming out maudlin and strange but I think that's okay. Hopefully, in the future I will complete that missing something and the loss will be communicated in a way that makes you feel it also.
I'm diverting a bit from my other WIPs to write about loss. Very scant and trivial - definitely - but a bit of loss still. I bought The Philosopher's Pupil by Iris Murdoch, which I can already tell is going to be a strange book (when I get around to reading it). My writing is coming out maudlin and strange but I think that's okay. Hopefully, in the future I will complete that missing something and the loss will be communicated in a way that makes you feel it also.