determined to get the entire thought down before it wanders off
yeah.... that's a frequent issue in my world as well. I figure the ones that wander off are apparently meant to wander. Sometimes I worry I let something interesting wander off, but then I just burn another bowl and let those secondary concerns wander away as well.
This was the last lingering effects of grief, waiting to be casually dropped by the side of my path. I'm healed.
Ya know... that's just awesome.
In the winter when the wind blows and the thermometer stays well south of where it should be, 'ole Tead feels the physical pain of injuries deep in his past. His shoulder aches where his collar bones were broken. His leg reminds him of a fall from a tree.
I would suspect that, over the years, those sorts of transient pains visit us all in sorts of ways. Be they physical or emotional, I see no real difference... they even seem to be tied to the same season and they seem to have similar impact in my world.
So... don't be shocked if a touch of pain is a common visitor.
Then again, you're a wise woman... I suspect these words are already well known in your world.