Finally, I got another good memory, other than Eliza and the vague idea that I went upstate with my family and therefore never met Maria Reynolds.
Today, I remembered the nature of my relationship with Thomas Jefferson. Don’t worry, it wasn’t amorous-I only have eyes for Eliza. While me and Thomas were political enemies, we had a strange, and slightly flirtatious friendship. We would yell insults at each other in public, but in private we would look after each other (make sure they had food, sleep, etc.) While we would flirt with each other, there were no feelings involved, and nothing happened. (I can’t believe I’m saying this, but even though his opinions were shit, and he was an entitled asshole, I did admire his intelligence and passion)
So yeah, this blog is mostly me figuring out being kin and sorting through memories. I still have not found my Eliza, so if anybody thinks they might be in my canon, or have information about being kin, message me.