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<p>&ldquo;Oh? Is this a new thought?&rdquo;</p>
<p>The Woman furrowed her brow. &ldquo;Perhaps, yes. I was thinking about it during the lead-up to therapy. I was having several strangely-shaped feelings, actually.&rdquo; She laughed, shaking her head. &ldquo;I was feeling a protectiveness over that. I feel comfortable sharing it with you, my dear, but I did not feel that way with Ever Dream.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Can you tell me about that?&rdquo; Ey smiled, adding, &ldquo;Sorry. I try to stay away from therapeutic language in our discussions, but habits are habits. I really do just want to hear.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;I trust you, No Hesitation.&rdquo; The Woman brushed the longer fur of her mane out her eyes as she pieced together her words.</p>
<p>&ldquo;I trust you, No Hesitation.&rdquo; The Woman brushed the longer fur of her mane out her eyes as she pieced together her words. &ldquo;It felt like a thing to bear within me. I&hellip;well, I had considered sharing it, as well, but then Ever Dream requested that I stop. I told her of our meeting and the joy and was going to mention this sharing of joy, but I mentioned our conversation and she requested that I stop. She said that she would like to hear about it from you herself rather than from me.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Her Friend sighed. &ldquo;She did not need to. I understand why, but she did not need to. I believe that I am your friend before I am her cocladist, but I do not think that she would agree with that.&rdquo;</p>
<p>The Woman sat back in her seat, mocha clutched in her paws. &ldquo;Alright. I believe you on that, too.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Did you wish to talk about that? About joy diminishing?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;No. I wanted to talk about a conversation that came up after the fact. I spoke with Rejoice, and she said that she felt that we are stuck with our lot in life, but the more I think about it, the less I believe that. We may have a lot we are dealt for a portion of our life, but not the whole of it.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Are you thinking of your unbecoming, then?&rdquo;</p>
<p>The Woman lapped at her whipped cream for a moment, considering. <em>Was</em> she? Perhaps she was. She had not connected those particular dots, but when it was stated aloud by someone other than herself, she felt truth in the worlds. &ldquo;I suppose I am. I am wondering if reaching for something would be a sort of unbecoming of this static self.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Ah! That does make sense,&rdquo; Her Friend said, smiling. &ldquo;If becoming something new means unbecoming your current self, then I will gladly cheer you on, End Of Endings. You are one of my best friends on the System, and so I am happy to see you become ever more what you can be.&rdquo;</p>
<p>The two skunks smiled wide to each other, sharing in this sentiment, this mood, this, yes, joy. The Woman felt it now. She felt that the energy was perhaps not quite there, that she would have to truly exert herself, but that she could still reach for good things in her life. She would have to teach herself joy, and perhaps it would be much like what she had done on the walk here, a presentness or a deliberateness.</p>
<p>The Woman and Her Friend set to work, then, discussing what she could do, what she could learn, what she could yet become.</p>
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