Very, very occasionally I click the little link up there that says “manage friends” just to see who lists this rambling collection of words as something they look at on occasion.
Well, this morning I find a new one “Adualtionslave” and wonder just who is this person… My first thought is that it is some friend of Lyon’s as someone with ‘slave’ in the name must run in his circles, and as soon as this thought runs through my head I figure clicking on the name and looking at the journal might not be something I want to do.
Yes, I still shock easily. But, I’m also a student of the Human animal and once I get past my wide-eyed “Oh… My… God…” response, I manage to re-achieve my clinical detachment, find my center, and endeavor to figure out the “why” of these things.
So, steeling myself for a verbal and visual onslaught of something I could have probably spent the rest of my life not knowing, I clicked…
Now is the time that I should point out that something seen, cannot be un-seen… And as I know some folks who are practically tour-guides to the scenic underbelly of Humanity I’ve a great number of things in my head that I cannot un-see…
Anyways, it turns out that this journal belongs to Wolf’s elder-daughter and I’ve discovered a great many things that I didn’t know – namely that she’s back in Colorado, the baby is fine, and she’s re-married.
I guess I should endeavor to re-connect with her and do my part to make sure everything is ok. 🙂