Bit of a rough day round here. Got into a shitty situation trying to protect a near and dear relative from getting le ooze infusion. Lost out as they were literally bullied through shouting and name calling into it and were made to leave their phone behind so that I'd have no recourse. I feel terrible that I've not been pumping them full of the kind of paranoid parables and anxious anecdotes I look into, but also glad I kept calm and said my peace if only for conscience calming purposes down the road. Extremely fugged what sort of brainwarp has been layered in and how quick they're ready to snap on anyone that they can intimidate.
Day was windy and warm, but getting down to the beach did little to take my mind off things. Waters were cool and wavy, swimming was a breeze and very energetic, but the whole time my mind was troubled by the feeling of failure to convey the risks, experimental nature and proposed unending intrusive updates that go along with submission to this. Didn't stick around long once I had finished a long, taxing routine, wind had picked up and was blowing sand allover.
Difficult not to feel angry and cold with these people now. While I try to see the best in them, it's clear that there's an increasing element of liability to placing too much trust in them. Not pleasant. Rounded out the night trying to take my mind elsewhere by reading dear neighbor-lass to sleep. Very relaxing and sweet, but it's hard not to let those spectres of future woes sneak in. In light of impending doomy thoughts, I went ahead and gave neighborette a very special keepsake, feeling as though I did not want to miss my chance not knowing what tomorrow might bring. It was a very raer (probably the only one in ©anada), and needlessly expensive to smuggle out of Japan, ring baring the early insignia of Wednesday Campanella. (Amusingly, she had her hair up in in an extremely similar style to pic related of Kom_i when I presented it to her) She enjoyed this a great deal and I reflected on the absolute blessing it is to have someone in my life to give these silly sentimental things to like I might die or be taken away tomorrow.