Testing.
I was given this journal by the people at the gate this morning, so I thought I might as well try it out. I’ve had diaries before but never a public journal-I’ll have to watch what I write. So, this city is called Paixao. I didn’t realize heaven would look like this, though I suppose it was high time I moved on. Phoenix is managing his cases and clients very capably these days, and I know Maya is a big help to him, even just in keeping up his spirits. They really don’t need me anymore, though we’ll all miss each other, of course. But I’m anxious to discover what my afterlife is to be like.
So, here I am. I’ll have to find myself a place to live and a way to make a living; it looks like work is part of the afterlife just as it was part of life, but I’ve never been afraid of work. I hope I’ll have some nice new neighbors who will be willing to show me the ropes of the city. If anyone out there can really read this, I guess I’ll just say hello!
So, here I am. I’ll have to find myself a place to live and a way to make a living; it looks like work is part of the afterlife just as it was part of life, but I’ve never been afraid of work. I hope I’ll have some nice new neighbors who will be willing to show me the ropes of the city. If anyone out there can really read this, I guess I’ll just say hello!