Can’t say too much really. My day has been exhausting.
I found out that one of my friends just lost her brother. Then, I ended up attending a memorial service for another friend’s sister.
Today.
After the service, we found out that another memorial service was coming right behind that one, and I left. I couldn’t take it anymore.
It’s just too much. Death is sad and painful. It is an enemy – one I find to be wholly unnatural and heartless in what it does.
I have no idea just how many memorial services I’ve attended this year, let alone the last few years since 2020.
I have about five cards of consolation to put out. I sprung for a 12-pack this time. Technically, I need six cards, but that one… I don’t feel right to hand out. The very thought makes my throat tighten up.
So, I won’t.
I’m okay with words when it comes to fiction, but it is so difficult to write words of comfort.
Ugh…
I’ve also got Chapter 17 of “Navigating the Curve” up now.
Also… and this is funny. You have to find this funny. In my email, it tells me that someone named Distaff just favorited and is following me and just favorited and is following the story…. at like 10:16PM, right? And right above it in my email notifications (for myself) “Navigating the Curve Ch17” by JulietteLyst… at 10:21PM. Letting me know that I had uploaded.
Talk about timing, eh?
That’s it for now.
Till Then!
~J. Lyst
Hey, Miss J! 
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