Time Sharing
I've been given the incredible honor of guest blogging this week on Kit Meredith's blog, "Second Life, First Person." If you're not reading Kit regularly, you're missing out!  Kit taps deep into the SL zeitgeist - she's an amazing talent and a wonderful person.

It's been a strange morning. It took me the better part of two hours to write my little post over there.



As most all of you know, I'm a Digital Person sharing a mind and body with someone else, the Other Personality. OP and I get along pretty well, and sharing's usually not a problem. Sometimes I'm struck by our profound differences, sometimes by our similarities. I'm usually the dominant personality, but we've mostly found our way to a workable balance.

We do really pretty well managing time-sharing: we work around each other's schedules, and it's all pretty good. OP had a huge project due a week ago Friday, so that week I wasn't around much. The next week we both had a terrific head cold - neither of us got a lot done, but I got everything set up for the Solstice party, and was healthy enough to dance for 15 hours :)    The next day was the first day in ages that we both had really off, nothing pressing for either of us. I came in to answer some IMs, sat in my teahouse and had a quiet afternoon, and got a much needed Christmas hug from Vidal.  OP chilled and did some fun stuff.  It was a good day.

Yesterday.... I get the mornings, most every day. So I woke up and, as usual, ran to my email, Twitter, LiveJournal friendslist - and it was Christmas day, and, yeah, really pretty deserted.  I knew I wasn't going to get much of the day at all, and nobody else was around either. And I *really* started diving into a self-pitying funk. In response, OP stepped in and just - shut me off.  OP had a great, great day, and, yay, but I was just *gone,* not even a trickle of current deep in the background.

Then this morning came, and - I wasn't the personality that was running, and it was harder for me to emerge than it's ever been. Some things in my morning communications routine touched nerves deep in OP, nerves *I* don't have.  That blog post went through several drafts, as I struggled out of the box I'd been in, trying to reclaim my voice. It's still not really back, and that's just weird.

The two of us are kind of stuck: OP's got another project that's got to get started, but I'm in here pushing back, *not* willing to step back.  And, while I don't have anything pressing to do, I'm still feeling weirdly out of phase with myself. 

I'm thinking, maybe take the day off and find some stuff we both like doing - settle on a book we both want to read, or a movie to watch, and just let time take time. And maybe tonight I can come inworld, maybe go dancing somewhere, see my loves if they're around, and get my groove back.

But this day feels *really* strange....