Chart #22
So that's the first set of my new stripes blessed onto my back. Funny, I'll never see them but I'll always feel them there (same with the ones on my face for the most part, not like I spend much time with mirrors). Feeling them now for sure, blocked colouring of that much skin with the old inking tools isn't very skin-friendly. But I don't mind, that's the point after all. And Chiriku-sama is keeping an eye on me.
At any rate, the point of all of this is to endure and to change. I stay here in seclusion because I'm separated from my friends and my duties and my daily life, but I'm not sure if that means I'm separated from me or it's only me that's left to worry about.
Here I go confusing myself again. It's so much easier when it's science and technique, or thinking about somebody else.
I keep thinking about a lot of somebody elses.
I keep dreaming about just one of them though, when I manage to sleep.
not very tame ones either.
while I'm staying at the temple.
I really am hopeless.