I s’pose you can guess I’m walking to work. I guess I’ve said b’fore that it seems funny to me that people want to hear me tell about how I lived in 1880, ‘cept they think I studied it an’ am acting.
Anyway, I’ve had a lot to think about recently, an’ I’ve come to an idea that seems to make sense to me. There’s been two main things taking up all our thoughts. One is why we’re here and what to do ‘bout it. The other is… I’ll say it like this… Who we’re gonna do all that with.
I can’t say I have an answer to either question.
What I can say is while we’re figuring things out, we gotta just keep moving on. It seems like doin’ nice for other folks has some bearing on why we’re here, so I guess we oughta do that, for one thing. And then we take each day and do our best at our jobs and in how we treat each other.
Now, as for who matches up with who, I guess you know Hannah is pretty set on trying things out with Merritt. I still wish I’d never’ve said that stuff about not wanting to be forced into being together. But, I guess that’s water under the bridge. An’ I’ve been saying if something’s meant to be, it’s meant to be, and I believe that.
But, Devon bought me dinner last night an’ it was real nice. He said it was fun and asked if we could do it again. I said it would be nice.
Now, right now I don’t feel like kissing him or nothing, but spending time seems fine. He don’t seem in a hurry ‘bout necking or nothing else, so I s’pose we’ll just visit at the ‘partment like we’ve been doing, but go have a picnic or something once in a while.
To boil it down, the four of us, plus Addison are gonna be living real close an’ sharing a sitting room. I think we need to get on with working out the way things’ll be and worry less about how it all got like it is.
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