From 2b2456d0d2ab238cd84ea40fc54c5dd6f1629374 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Thu, 15 Feb 2024 16:00:23 -0800 Subject: [PATCH] update from sparkleup --- writing/post-self/idumea/002.html | 5 +++++ 1 file changed, 5 insertions(+) diff --git a/writing/post-self/idumea/002.html b/writing/post-self/idumea/002.html index 9b5020acd..b6bdc5111 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/idumea/002.html +++ b/writing/post-self/idumea/002.html @@ -17,6 +17,11 @@

The Woman decided to go walking one day. Perhaps she was driven by restlessness. Perhaps she was bored! I do not know.

Either way, she was feeling good and she was feeling stable and she was feeling feline, so she found herself a nice set of slacks to wear over her legs, ones that looped up over the base of her tail in such a way that the same would be just as possible with a skunk’s tail, and yet which would not fall down for those moments when she does not have a tail.

She found herself a nice shirt that felt good on the fur and which would not look too weird if she poofed out into a skunk. It was not her favorite shirt, I am sure, otherwise maybe she would wear it every day, but it was good enough. It had the word ‘fiend’ scribbled across it in angular, glitchy graffiti, and The Woman is absolutely allowed to feel like a fiend some days.

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(a visit to a coffee shop)

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(Friend is having a bad day b/c ???)

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(Woman remembers something)

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(Woman helps Friend by talking about memory without realizing it)

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(Woman realizes what unbecoming might look like)