Dreams of Falling

Mind, I didn't know it was an earthquake at the time. I could feel my desk trembling, and my chair arms, and I honestly thought that someone was doing something elsewhere in the building that was causing our floor to shake. (Our upstairs neighbors have been known to be thumpy.) Either that or I was imagining it. It wasn't until Bosslady came in and said, so, did you feel the earthquake? that I discovered there was a third option.

In other news, I had the pleasure of meeting newredshoes and boundbooks this past weekend. We met up in Boston, and took up seats in a little playground, and talked for two and a half hours about fandom and writing and epic romances that shall never be. And were-corgis. I am fairly hopeful that we didn't traumatize any of the small children who were using the playground for its intended purpose. :-D I am a total introvert a lot of the time, but sometimes it's really, really worth it to get out and meet people.

(Okay, so I've known newredshoes for about ten years (!), all on the internet. Still. It could all have gone epically wrong! Somehow! And it didn't, it went epically right instead. As I said, I'm an introvert: I try not to take these things for granted.)