been rather busy dialoguing and chaperoning my sister who is in town to try to improve our family's situation during a strange slice of time in which i'm home as well. it's very odd. the world really does have an RPG party system, and i'm very unused to this current configuration. this is like the "fallout new vegas dead money" chapter of my life.
it's easy to become frustrated with her, when she speaks she makes logical connections loosely, but clings to them tightly. she forgets what she's doing while she's doing it. she's callous, and very expectant of accommodation. but it's been a good lesson in improving an understanding that i feel is generally lacking in the people of this world, the need to accommodate your family, whether that family is social, biological, or metaphysical. i can push it with her, but i'm given to consider carefully before i do. i can admonish her, but i have no desire to. both of us only live the once, and we're only guaranteed the moment that we're in.
in the past, i've severed relationships in following my impulse to retain my dignity, or to speak my mind, or to look for better elsewhere, and many have done the same with me. well, when you're like me and your family are old when you are young, when your house is empty before your first crush, when your parents begin to lose their memory when you're just beginning adult life, you're driven to think about these things.
when this world one day grinds you up, without great effort on your part, you will not be allowed to even become bonemeal, you will be reduced to your base matter and disposed of as quickly and efficiently as possible. if you dare to call each other sister, you really ought to start acting like you mean it. sometimes sisters are not to your taste. but they are not confectionaries for you to spit out when they offend.