Working Without A Net

[Cdr Rian Kwai 0]

I'm a circus trapeze artists floating through air, performing the most difficult and breath taking stunts I can imagine. Acrobatically, I'm strong and confident I can do this. That is until I'm straining for the swinging bar in front of me, I realize my safety nets have been cut right out from under me.

 

Oh spite!

 

Sigh.

 

In other words, I've recently come to the realization that I'm not taking this being 'misplaced' in space very well. Not this time, anyway. My closest friends, my safety nets, are no longer among the Republic crew. Not around to catch me as I fall or lend support or lean on each other as we would have done in the past. All three been reassigned or...well....I'd rather not dwell on the "or" right now. And I haven't had the time, yearning nor ambition to form new bonds with the new members of the crew. The newer members of the crew are good...I just don't know how to...talk to them sometimes. Or how to reform those bonds I'm longing to have.

 

I'm working without a net here folks.

 

To top it off, I have not idea how to tell anyone how lost I feel. I've made a few rather uncharacteristically callous or anxious remarks, all of which have been given the due attention they deserve...a stare and a dressing down of sorts. As well they should, because I usually recognize my mistakes about five seconds after those snide comments leave my mouth. I just wish I could find a better way to express my frustration.

 

I wish....

 

I wish....

 

I wish we could go home.

 

Is this what Evie calls 'homesickness'? This loneliness? This longing? This fear? This frustration? This ache? Or is there something else wrong with me? And is there a cure?

[STSF_BluRox 0]

I wish....

 

I wish....

 

I wish we could go home.

Wondering if Rian has a pair of Ruby Red Slippers under the bed, and if so, if it's not too late for her to rescue them from the puppy chewing them.

 

I can see it now ---->>>>

 

 

The Great Oz> Now...just click your heels three times Rian, and say "There's no place like home."

 

Rian> "There's no place like home, there's no place, like home, there's no place like home.:

 

Blu> ::watches as nothing happens:: Dang

 

Puppy> ::runs into room with the chewed up heel from the right shoe:: Woof!

 

Blu> Blast!! Foiled again! ::Watches as the crew of the Rep begin to chase the puppy::

 

 

 

::thinks I should limit the use of Nyquil and answering posts!! ::