The Distant Voice of Reason

(finally figured out a good epithet for her, and I just had to use it)

I've been talking to Distant Voice of Reason much more regularly of late, ever since her guy broke up with her. She's been hopping from country to country of late, trying to stay one place ahead of the pain in her heart. Our conversations are half sobbing misery, half intellectual discourse, in a way that's always been perfectly comfortable between us.

A few days ago, during one such call, she pulled herself together after another sobbing fit and changed to the subject. "So, what's new, what's been going on, how are...how are people? How is your family?"

My family? the question struck me as utterly out of left field. Who asks me about my family? How am I supposed to know how my family is? ( Read more... )

Gah. Sometimes I'm so self-absorbed, it sickens even me.