Sep 02, 2010 19:23
I've had a lot of free time lately. Time to spend with Labrae and Beth, and Ayan too. Sometimes I go out and sit on my bench and visit my squirrels, feed them and such, and sometimes I get a visit from Mae, which is usually a pleasant enough experience. But mostly, I've had a lot of time to think.
Chatting with Ayan has given me a lot to think about. He spoke to me briefly of his experiences after his... death. I'll leave them out of these pages for now. Still, it's gotten me thinking. I don't really remember much about my death and the moments afterwards, before I was brought back. I know how I died, I was told how I died, but I can't quite remember the act itself.
Death is strange, as strange as time. Maybe it's best if I don't think too hard on any of this.