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Jan. 14th, 2014 | 06:00 pm

Apparently the thing needed for me to come out of a month+ of hibernation is for Steph to try out cosplay beards. As usual, our shared subconscious is as subtle as a brick. "Oh, this is a guy thing! Guy thing! That means Aidan! Here!" *subconscious hepfully pulls Aidan out of the aether and presents him*

And now I'm picturing our subconscious mind as some kind of half-sentient puppy. Friendly and helpful and not particularly bright.

Only sometimes though. Other times it's the dark sea that lies beneath our entire world, half-glimpsed through a scuffed crystal floor. It is still often impenetrable and strange down there, and there are vast shapes swimming in it.

But yeah. Other times, it's the puppy, definitely. And it piddles on the floor sometimes too, if you want to over-extend the metaphor, when we have those stupid stress dreams. Yes, we KNOW already that we worry about Steph's mother judging us and about work and about failing at things. No need to spray that everywhere, please.

Okay. Uh. I'll stop there. Anyhow, I'm back again. *waves hi*

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