Unknowable
Journal,
As things go, my days have been relatively calm. Mild. Little excitement to be had anywhere. I've met up with some old friends, shared a few drinks here and there. Everything's at a standstill, it seems. Waiting for the next tragedy.
I can't say I didn't notice Fawn. Poor, poor Fawn. The times I'm available, she's gone and disappeared somewhere. Maybe if she can cut that vanishing habit (as I have, it seems), something might come of this.
Condition isn't improving, but it's worsening at a slightly lesser rate. Beginning to feel the edges unravel. Or, are they? I can't tell. Probably means I'm already gone. The crazies don't know they're crazy, right?
Going to have to contact him if this keeps up. Get some answers to all this.
-Zanik
As things go, my days have been relatively calm. Mild. Little excitement to be had anywhere. I've met up with some old friends, shared a few drinks here and there. Everything's at a standstill, it seems. Waiting for the next tragedy.
I can't say I didn't notice Fawn. Poor, poor Fawn. The times I'm available, she's gone and disappeared somewhere. Maybe if she can cut that vanishing habit (as I have, it seems), something might come of this.
Condition isn't improving, but it's worsening at a slightly lesser rate. Beginning to feel the edges unravel. Or, are they? I can't tell. Probably means I'm already gone. The crazies don't know they're crazy, right?
Going to have to contact him if this keeps up. Get some answers to all this.
-Zanik