Jan 21, 2009 20:36
Maybe Temari has a point.
At least getting out of my room might be the best idea. It's odd enough the strange silence from the Staff here, no thoughts or memories. Nothing, they're just...blank. Like zombies.
The blind panic that stabs sometimes is brutal. Sleep feels like a chore, I don't even know what dreams are my own.
Although, whoever keeps thinking happy thoughts, they seem to reach me no matter where about they're coming from.
Ec ed oui, Rikku?
paine