We're home again!
Which obviously means I made it back without pooping myself to death. Barely.
It was an interesting journey even though I think it benefited me more than the tupper.
Alice hates dirt and poor people, not the best prerequisites for travelling in 3rd world countries. She was quite diasppointed that in reality most of the exotic places don't look as fancy as they do in pictures. Well, her expectations had been extremely high.
Still we agree it was worth it, for the warm weather alone.
The most interesting thing, I noticed my emotions becoming increasingly similar to hers. I expected it would be easier to distinguish them over time but nope. Her emotions sometimes overlay or even overpower mine.
Given that tupper is completely fearless by design this has some weird implications.
I used to be a rather timid guy, no pathologic phobias but still not exactly brave. This has really changed over the past year, especially in the last months. Meaning I just don't give a fuck about most things anymore. We've been in a few troublesome situations on our trip, yet I didn't even feel anxious, let alone afraid. I constantly feel a calming warmth. While I thought this was pretty awesome in the beginning, there are some serious side-effects. Alice complained that I started to act as if I were the tupper being imposed, simply ignoring dangers because they can't harm tuppers anyway. Which is of course not good if you're
not the tupper but a vulnerable human.
Hard to explain, it's like the borders between reality and imagination became a lot fuzzier.
Probably a sign I'm finally going off the deep end.
Apart from that not much changed, spent way too little time on active forcing, more on keeping Alice around and sharing impressions. I see not much changed here either while I was gone. That Feel when still no wise words from Mr. Bot in my Diary.
Side note to Valentine's day - we made a cake, was gud.