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May. 14th, 2003 08:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cerulean_skyI have a very sad confession to make.
My obsession of Legolas is waning. And that makes me sad. Incredibly so. I need to watch The Fellowship of the Ring again. That's the one where he looks young, innocent and totally cute. But it deeply saddens me to know that I am not as obsessed with Legolas as I was. I was truly happy in that obsession. I wish I could get back into it. I think that I will write more of my Lirimaer to try to get back into that obsession.
As I think about it, it's probably a good thing that I'm not as obsessed as I was, but I didn't want to lose this much faith.The other day, I was in a bad mood, and, well...
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tcideneb: Cheer up! Legolas loves you!"
Me: Legolas doesn't love me. Legolas is a fictional character. He is not real. He never will be.
Tcideneb (to another friend): We've lost her!
Just how sad is that? Lets put aside the fact that, yes, I was in a bad mood. Those words actually came out of my mouth. Had I been more obsessed, someone telling me that Legolas loves me, bad mood or not, would have made me smile like a foo' and laugh gleefully. Not this time though.
And that just makes me sad for two reasons:
#1) As I said, I was really happy in that obsession. Sure I annoyed others, but I was happy. Now... it's true that I have other obsessions, though none as much as mmy Legolas obsession, and, yes, I'm happy with them, but it's just not the same...
#2) My likes and dislikes change like the weather in Santa Fe. Which is to say that one minute you can be fine in shorts and a tee-shirt, and the next it'll be snowing. It's just too much of a swing. I'm not sure I like it. I'm not sure I can control it. And that is saddening.
I suppose I really shouldn't be this sad. It's silly. But I am.
And yet another transition, another step into the Swamp of Sadness, I'm changing my name. I am no longer Lady Luthien of the Woodland Realm, I am no longer Lady Luthien, I am not even just Luthien (though those who wish to call me that and remind me of the fact that I do still love Legolas in my heart, and remind me that it's a really beautiful name, may continue to call me such.). Indeed I am no longer tying myself to him in that way.
I have not decided what to change my name to yet. And as I leave you I will simply be,
The Temperamental Visionary,
Cerulean Sky
My obsession of Legolas is waning. And that makes me sad. Incredibly so. I need to watch The Fellowship of the Ring again. That's the one where he looks young, innocent and totally cute. But it deeply saddens me to know that I am not as obsessed with Legolas as I was. I was truly happy in that obsession. I wish I could get back into it. I think that I will write more of my Lirimaer to try to get back into that obsession.
As I think about it, it's probably a good thing that I'm not as obsessed as I was, but I didn't want to lose this much faith.The other day, I was in a bad mood, and, well...
tcideneb: Cheer up! Legolas loves you!"Me: Legolas doesn't love me. Legolas is a fictional character. He is not real. He never will be.
Tcideneb (to another friend): We've lost her!
Just how sad is that? Lets put aside the fact that, yes, I was in a bad mood. Those words actually came out of my mouth. Had I been more obsessed, someone telling me that Legolas loves me, bad mood or not, would have made me smile like a foo' and laugh gleefully. Not this time though.
And that just makes me sad for two reasons:
#1) As I said, I was really happy in that obsession. Sure I annoyed others, but I was happy. Now... it's true that I have other obsessions, though none as much as mmy Legolas obsession, and, yes, I'm happy with them, but it's just not the same...
#2) My likes and dislikes change like the weather in Santa Fe. Which is to say that one minute you can be fine in shorts and a tee-shirt, and the next it'll be snowing. It's just too much of a swing. I'm not sure I like it. I'm not sure I can control it. And that is saddening.
I suppose I really shouldn't be this sad. It's silly. But I am.
And yet another transition, another step into the Swamp of Sadness, I'm changing my name. I am no longer Lady Luthien of the Woodland Realm, I am no longer Lady Luthien, I am not even just Luthien (though those who wish to call me that and remind me of the fact that I do still love Legolas in my heart, and remind me that it's a really beautiful name, may continue to call me such.). Indeed I am no longer tying myself to him in that way.
I have not decided what to change my name to yet. And as I leave you I will simply be,
The Temperamental Visionary,
Cerulean Sky