Well, I came home tonight to no
hazelsteapot. Which feels a little sad. Maybe that shouldn't be surprising, but I've been wanting my space back essentially since she got here, on various levels and with various strengths and for various reasons. And we got to say goodbye in a nice way-- it wasn't as if I didn't know she'd be gone.
But we'd adjusted to being together, and it was nice, and I was liking having her here, despite the difficulty I have not being distracted when I ought to be working. And now she's gone, and there's stuff she's left here that I'm noticing and having to do something with, and it's just a bit melancholy for me.
And I'll probably be here all night doing that interspersed with homework. But a nice restful melancholy wouldn't be so bad right now, really. Especially if it ended with me having gotten work done.
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But we'd adjusted to being together, and it was nice, and I was liking having her here, despite the difficulty I have not being distracted when I ought to be working. And now she's gone, and there's stuff she's left here that I'm noticing and having to do something with, and it's just a bit melancholy for me.
And I'll probably be here all night doing that interspersed with homework. But a nice restful melancholy wouldn't be so bad right now, really. Especially if it ended with me having gotten work done.