Finally. Five minutes while they're napping so I can do something I want to do!
I wish Johnny was around. I always forget about my own issues when I'm with him, helping him.
I hope he hasn't changed into a child; I'm worried about him. The silence is unnerving; even more than his normal ramblings.
Private to Self//Unhackable
Things haven't been right, but when did it start? The proposal? Logan? Before that? When I said stupid, open things to Schuldig?
Now everything is piling up, and I don't know what to do anymore.
I have to find out if Hojo is right.
I have to figure out them. Where they stand. What they mean. How much they mean.
I have to figure out my job, and how much longer I can just sit and fill out A-17-9C forms before I just start throwing them up into the air and shooting them as a personal signature.
Is it right to drag him along for the ride?
Shit. I wish...I wish I had an unbiased friend. Someone not tangled up in either the Turks, Shinra, or hating of anyone involved in this scenario.
Of course, that's never going to happen. Dammit.