June 13, 2017
Days later, and the panic has subsided. We talked. We came to an understanding, though I'm not entirely sure it was the same understanding. Still, we forge ahead and even expand our brood. He moved in three days after we almost cascaded to the ground in shattered fractals. So far, that part of the experiment has alternately left me empowered and like a complete third wheel. He needs time to heal, time with her, time to sort himself into the man he wants to be. And I vacillate between feeling free to spend my time as mine and feeling trapped.