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[jackofallgeeks]

He sat there, in the shadows, wathing them dance in the light. It made him nervous, chained their in his darkness, watching the life he had once lived. That life hadn't been his for a long time now. It was sad, really, how something could be at once so familiar and so painfully alien.

I saw the Crofts today. We went to Ascention with Jenny for Church. The entire mass I was nervous; afraid someone I used to know would see me, I guess. I don't do well with people I used to know. They scare me, I think; my whole life I've left people behind when we moved, only recently have they come back afterward. The mass itself also made me a little uncomfortable. I can't really say why. I used to go there all the time. It was my church, even when my family went to St. Matthew's still.
The non-standard Our Father bothered me, too.

We were leaving, just heading out the door, when the Crofts were just comming in. Marcus saw me first I think, being that he's the tallest. We said Hi, hugs went around (Well, I hugged Becky, Emily, Marcus, and Mrs. Croft) and we chatted a bit. They were doung YouthGroup-type stuff this evening, but I couldn't be around.
It was really good to see them again, even just randomly like that, for a few minutes. I rather miss them. Maybe I'll see about stopping by their place after Prom....

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[surichan.livejournal.com]

I've noticed that I feel very nervous when I go back to St. Marks these days...and it sounds like I've got almost the same barely-tangible reasons as you have.

::commisserative hug::