Journal
Haven't had a personal log like this since Mindoir. Not that I've had the time for it.
Feels strange. Like I should be typing up a report instead of sitting here and thinking. Even though there's nothing much to report on.
The Citadel's empty. The Tower is locked down tighter than hell's gates. The Relay Monument has been spitting people onto the Presidium. And the Citadel itself...
None of this makes any sense.
Looks like it's time to see if I can't do some more digging. If I'm not able to sleep, that will at least occupy my attention. Better than chasing thoughts in circles.
Feels strange. Like I should be typing up a report instead of sitting here and thinking. Even though there's nothing much to report on.
The Citadel's empty. The Tower is locked down tighter than hell's gates. The Relay Monument has been spitting people onto the Presidium. And the Citadel itself...
None of this makes any sense.
Looks like it's time to see if I can't do some more digging. If I'm not able to sleep, that will at least occupy my attention. Better than chasing thoughts in circles.