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[FM] 37 - Define your weakness
Sep. 5th, 2006 08:36 amI believe that, more than once, my natural sense of objectivity has been my greatest weakness...and after the events involving Deborah Olson, among other things, I’m not afraid to admit that particular fact to anyone. Granted, I’d not likely volunteer the information...
I think, however, that this particular character flaw has come to light more often since a recent expedition I made to a small town in Connecticut called Star’s Hollow. I made the venture to study a rather interesting and off-beat phenomenon taking place there...the intermittent incidents of automatic writing taking place approximately every seven years. Needless to say, I went searching for a hemography-related study, and I stayed for a lot more.
The secondary event I discovered was the town’s unusually peaceful history. Granted, there are places in this world that are particularly peaceful, but Star’s Hollow is peaceful to the point of a supernatural event. But, as I said, that event was secondary.
The primary event I discovered, outside of the automatic writing, was Lorelai Gilmore.
While I’ve been aware of my own shortcomings in this area for some time, it wasn’t until I made a reservation at the Dragonfly Inn that I realized that, while aware of my habit of withdrawing from an event in the name of intellectual purity, I’d done absolutely nothing to remedy that fact. It was my first night there that, on a whim, I allowed her to talk me into going on a ghost hunt of sorts...namely out to the local lake in search for ghost lights. I was shocked to find they were real, and recorded plenty of footage, as well as some photographs of the event. Witnessing her own reaction...it was an invigorating breath of fresh air.
She’s a remarkable woman, Lorelai Gilmore...and she’s not the type to let a man succumb to his own pitfalls for long. The more time I spend with her, the more difficult I find it to separate myself from the sheer emotion of many events. While I can retain my objectivity, I keep only that which is necessary to my studies.
No one, however, is perfect, so when I feel myself slipping...when my work starts to wear on me rather than bring the joy to my life that it once did, I make my way to Star’s Hollow, and the Dragonfly Inn.
And I assure you, Lorelai always makes sure that my time spent there is *never* wasted.
Muse: Alva Keel
Fandom: MIRACLES
Words: 411
I think, however, that this particular character flaw has come to light more often since a recent expedition I made to a small town in Connecticut called Star’s Hollow. I made the venture to study a rather interesting and off-beat phenomenon taking place there...the intermittent incidents of automatic writing taking place approximately every seven years. Needless to say, I went searching for a hemography-related study, and I stayed for a lot more.
The secondary event I discovered was the town’s unusually peaceful history. Granted, there are places in this world that are particularly peaceful, but Star’s Hollow is peaceful to the point of a supernatural event. But, as I said, that event was secondary.
The primary event I discovered, outside of the automatic writing, was Lorelai Gilmore.
While I’ve been aware of my own shortcomings in this area for some time, it wasn’t until I made a reservation at the Dragonfly Inn that I realized that, while aware of my habit of withdrawing from an event in the name of intellectual purity, I’d done absolutely nothing to remedy that fact. It was my first night there that, on a whim, I allowed her to talk me into going on a ghost hunt of sorts...namely out to the local lake in search for ghost lights. I was shocked to find they were real, and recorded plenty of footage, as well as some photographs of the event. Witnessing her own reaction...it was an invigorating breath of fresh air.
She’s a remarkable woman, Lorelai Gilmore...and she’s not the type to let a man succumb to his own pitfalls for long. The more time I spend with her, the more difficult I find it to separate myself from the sheer emotion of many events. While I can retain my objectivity, I keep only that which is necessary to my studies.
No one, however, is perfect, so when I feel myself slipping...when my work starts to wear on me rather than bring the joy to my life that it once did, I make my way to Star’s Hollow, and the Dragonfly Inn.
And I assure you, Lorelai always makes sure that my time spent there is *never* wasted.
Muse: Alva Keel
Fandom: MIRACLES
Words: 411
