Just got back from a relaxing several hours at Chez Shauna, featuring ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
idoru, jude, beracjade, various full- or part-time inhabitants of Chez Shauna, and around a dozen other people I'd either never met before or had only met in passing. I lurked and sat and enjoyed being around people who were enjoying being around each other. Finding Nemo and Who Framed Roger Rabbit? played in the semibackground, so I can say I've seen about three-quarters of Nemo now. (Looks cute. Also pretty. Also, seagulls! and crabs!) Spoke a bit with the three who I knew, played a bit with the hyper kitten, entered into a few conversations. Got hugs. (Important.) Gave backrubs to Shauna and Elly(?). Elly seems like someone who I'd like to have talked to more (she mentioned in passing that she role-plays), but then, right now that way madness lies. Perhaps I'll see her again in a year or two.
It's enlightening to realise that the togetherness I was looking for does still exist, that I can find it. Maybe it's an artifact of Troupe, of throwing so many brilliant overstressed people into a situation where physical contact is encouraged. Maybe it's something that I'll need to create if I don't find it where I'm looking.
In the middle of the memorial service it occurred to me that I no longer had any desire to die. After tonight I've got a better idea of why that is.
Thank you. All of you. Those who were at Chez Shauna, those reading this from nearby and from far away, those I've never met in person and those I've known for longer than forever. You're what makes life worth living.
idoru, jude, beracjade, various full- or part-time inhabitants of Chez Shauna, and around a dozen other people I'd either never met before or had only met in passing. I lurked and sat and enjoyed being around people who were enjoying being around each other. Finding Nemo and Who Framed Roger Rabbit? played in the semibackground, so I can say I've seen about three-quarters of Nemo now. (Looks cute. Also pretty. Also, seagulls! and crabs!) Spoke a bit with the three who I knew, played a bit with the hyper kitten, entered into a few conversations. Got hugs. (Important.) Gave backrubs to Shauna and Elly(?). Elly seems like someone who I'd like to have talked to more (she mentioned in passing that she role-plays), but then, right now that way madness lies. Perhaps I'll see her again in a year or two.It's enlightening to realise that the togetherness I was looking for does still exist, that I can find it. Maybe it's an artifact of Troupe, of throwing so many brilliant overstressed people into a situation where physical contact is encouraged. Maybe it's something that I'll need to create if I don't find it where I'm looking.
In the middle of the memorial service it occurred to me that I no longer had any desire to die. After tonight I've got a better idea of why that is.
Thank you. All of you. Those who were at Chez Shauna, those reading this from nearby and from far away, those I've never met in person and those I've known for longer than forever. You're what makes life worth living.
