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The Garden, Monday
Monday, August 20th, 2012 11:53 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
nothornlessrose.livejournal.comThere were no classes today, so, of course, Cassidy was in the gardens.
She was focusing on the land and the plants because it was a really great way to help her suppress the emotions she was feeling and pretend that she was in denial as to what was happening this week. The air was cooler than usual and so she was tugging at the small and annoying weeds that seemed to crop up whenever she turned her back on them.
Some people drank when they were sad and upset, Cassidy worked herself into exhaustion. It was what she did.
She was focusing on the land and the plants because it was a really great way to help her suppress the emotions she was feeling and pretend that she was in denial as to what was happening this week. The air was cooler than usual and so she was tugging at the small and annoying weeds that seemed to crop up whenever she turned her back on them.
Some people drank when they were sad and upset, Cassidy worked herself into exhaustion. It was what she did.
