Good morning...

On Wednesday my nurse Renato looked thoughtfully at the walls of my living room and said, "You must like The Lord of the Rings."

I could hardly deny it.

When he was first here, he did a double-take to see the dragon on top of my harp. "What is it?" he asked.

Today he looked thoughtfully at the Rosemary Spragg relief of "North Portal, Chartres Cathedral" on my wall and asked what it was. Then he looked at my copy of The Rose of Versailles and said, "This is a Japanese book?" I explained - briefly and simply, I hope - what it was.

Then he said, "I've never seen an apartment like yours. I've been to a lot of places, but yours is different."

I hope he meant in a good way.

I don't think he's used to fannishness.

FIC Torchwood - Our Future

Title: Our Future
Fandom: Torchwood ficlet
Characters: Jack, Gwen
Challenge: theatrical_muse, things to look forward to
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, no claims, all property of the BBC.
Notes: Spoilers for Torchwood 1x13, "Exit Wounds" - Gwen's pov thoughts.

( Our Future )

Friday...

Went to the hospital today to get my new cast on The Foot. maaseru went with me, and no thanks could ever be enough for what it meant to me. I got a new cast - a lighter one - and they took the staples out of my leg. It's healing well, but a little swollen, and should be kept up more. And higher. And I should exercise. Four weeks from now, I go back to the doctor, and sometime after that will start physio-therapy.

I had no appetite before going to the doctor; it's hard to eat much these days. By the time I got home I was shaking and exhausted, and so ate a bit, and napped. And then felt halfway human again.

Then my friend Jacques came over. We had Greek take-out for dinner and talked and played two games of Scrabble - with the first one, he felt he'd forgotten the rules too much, it took a good half game before he got a feel for it. But he's a game-player all the way, and by the second game I could see his brain kick into gear with clever strategic moves.

Mostly we talked. I've known Jacques since high school. He's very interesting for self-analytical and philosophical talk - in fact, once we get talking, it's hard to stop.

So now I'm tired again, but not unhappily so.